Untimely Thoughts

Poetry...
For 18 years of my life I've kind of crawled in and out of poetry during the rough times. It's always been a good therapy for when I'm at the lowest of lows and riding the hides. The words so soft, yet powerful. The meaning bold and uncomfortable, or sometimes light and fun. There are a lot of power in words, the meanings tossed out like feed to a chicken. Who are we? How do we fit in this world? Do we even care? Should we care?