My Dear reader 

Sometimes I wonder—

when you read my words,

do you see the sadness in them?

Hidden between the lines of the stories I tell,

do you see the pain standing beside the poetry?

Do you notice the parts of myself I run from

but somehow find way into the characters I write?

Do you feel my tears when they cry,

my joy when they laugh?

Do you sense my longing

when they beg for love?

Sometimes I wonder...

do you see past the words?

Do you see me?