On my own I’m trying to tap in to my flow once again, life has happened and left me bound within. I stopped my writing from the heart, the and passion I had from the start. Life got hard and it all fell apart and my my positive writing fell so dark.

It has taken years but I can see a light and I want that writing passion back and I’m willing to fight. Life’s not full of roses and sunshine all the time, but my poetry is something that is beautiful and it’s been deeply missed and only mine.  I am full of passion still deep with in, it’s crying to come out and see light again, slowly, daily with each step I take on my own those decisions I make, those passions are being reborn and taking life once more.

My poetry though in infancy once more, is just being reborn to a deeper form, a new begining for a richer life and a new person who’s taking flight. So on my own I’m making this first poetic step to show this world writings not through with me yet.