They All Cry For You

Introduction

I've never been any good at believing.

I often have trouble understanding the meaning of the things I write. Perhaps I can't explain it with words, but it brings a tear to my eye while I write it, or when I read it, and that's all the explanation I need.

I've never been any good at believing. 

Sometimes I find myself troubled over the confines of existing.

I'm not sure what's got into me that's made me want to write this, but I hope you enjoy my poetry.