Bleeding on the Page

Every poem is a little cut into my skin. When I write, it pains me to bare my soul to the world. I only hope that my small moments of emotion, memory, observation, and reflection affect you. I wish to imprint a piece of my heart onto you. My heart is open for your inspection in my work. The comments posted on here are read avidly and I appreciate your candor. I hope you enjoy. (Photos are not my original work, I merely scanned for those that caught my eye. Google mostly, I'll try to add credit where credit is due. I do not claim them for my own.) Thank you.♡