A world I hold close and dear Where I can openly express my fear, Without people looking at me queer. For if I tell it to a friend Perhaps that relationship would end If they really knew what was behind My cheerful face—a weary mind. And when I blog, I am unique, The words spoken are those only I speak Thoughts pure from my heart— With perhaps a tweak. Without this blog I'm but a cog On the treadmill of life in endless jog, Living in infinite fog. Here is where I feel clarity, Where I can simply be—be me. My fingers find serenity, My heart begins to ponder glee. If you visit, I hope you care, Take a look from here to there. Perhaps in a moment that is spare, You'll find something hidden there. An idea, a spark that reignites, Your own battle with dark and light, To know there are others in this fight, To make your thoughts somewhat more bright. So I thank you for visiting, For taking time to see this thing. For me, it is an offering, Where thoughts as well as prayers are king.