Not Alone

Sincerely, Insanity

Insane, crazy, looney, got a few bolts loose, mental, coo-coo, absolutely mad. My poetry is insane. I'm not. It writes itself. And this time it's wrote itself mad. You may not understand every aspect, but I sure as hell do. Poetry and crazy fits together like a neat little math equation. Just better, it's great really...

From: the Depths of My Mind, To: The Bottom of Your Hearts

The title, I feel explains it. Poetry that will hopefully worm around to your heart and touch your soul.

My Collection of Random Thoughts

Sometimes my mind likes to go off on tangents, and sometimes I write these tangents down. This, I guess, is the outcome.