I post alot of poetry, I realize that. Every time I post it, a little voice in the back of my head asks "why are you doing that? Nobody's gonna read these. What's the point?"

The point, ladies and gentlemen, is that somebody will. I don't write my poems for the masses. I write them for the names that haunt my mind. These stupid words and these stupid drawings... they're not mine. They belong to the people who hurt me. The people who left me, lied to me, cheated on me, used me... they belong to them. I don't have many talents, but the ones I have are forever dedicated to the promise that I can't hate you.

No matter how hard I try, no matter how many people say I should. I can't. Every rhyme, every line, every smudge, and every work is dedicated to the memory that I can't forget. Sometimes I suffer that memmory; But, sometimes...

...sometiems it helps me sleep at night.

So here's to you. You may never read these. But somebody will. And they will know that here is a heart that will never wish you harm.