who i am

Who am I? Even if I had a gun held up to my head with this question I'd choose death. I don't know who I am. I can never fully explain who I am as a person and I don't want to bore you with all the details about my boring life. I'm still trying to discover myself as a woman, as a sister, daughter, a friend, a child of God and Lover. I am entering a realm of who I choose to be, I'm learning. I'm growing and I hope to orbit into greatness.While on this journey, I will continue to use my most treasurable weapon, which is my heart.
Poetry

Thoughts, emotions and feelings can never be fully conveyed or expressed without a struggle. At least for me. Even explanatory words still fail to express my deepest emotions. I'm not exactly the verbose type when it comes to speech. Even when I attempt to come up with some grandiose speech, words always elude me. And this is the reason I believe Poetry exists. I believe Poetry is the way the heart speaks what the mind fails to speak. I can never escape from the truth when I write Poetry. I have no limits, no place unreachable. I simply go anywhere. I find solace and comfort in Poetry, I grieve in Poetry. I breathe it. I bleed it. And that is the reason I so love it. 

If you want to see me naked. Allow me to write.