Life Gathering

I await the day with bated breath
to be around the ones who know me
and know that I like them might suffer
with the intensity that makes we writers lonely.

We're of a different breed, we lot
and suffer with the burden of passion
for in a world that lacks the brutality
of complete, unbridled fits of honesty
of loss of control of our apathy
and no longer the choice to ignore our guts
and hearts that bleed pure emotion on a page-
we gather and find some semblance of sanity
amongst the insanity of our company.
Then again, maybe that's just me
But with you, my family, who can feel without regret-
Well there's no place I'd rather be.

With the ones who fill the pages with hearts living,
There's no place I'd rather be.