"The cold feels good. The wind Bites; it brings tears To my eyes. My heart remembers. I'm cold, and my eyes are open. I stand in the wind, And I'm still alive." -Tired Heart --- I started this book because poetry was a way for me to get my dark feelings out. The first few poems are basically rants with line spacing; it's at about the 5th one that they get better. Three poems, "Life," "She Writes Poems," and "Anagrams" have been published on TeenInk, and I'm hoping to get more published. --- Cover by @MehatKansha