Steps To?

poets, poems,and poetry, they seem to be just words all about love, lovers and pain about fillings of a boy or of a girl a time,or a place just somewhere taking you to the highest of all highs after drying your tears from being low heart felt paragraphs written from with in gut wrenching letters no longer able to hide they are mask we hide behind to not be seen they are our dreams,our hopes,and our wishes, pain from a dark side that made us cry and weep nightmares of a past we can't let go of,show,or tell, they are of mothers,fathers,brothers sisters,& family ones we lost,wished we had are wish were still alive they are about kids and how they warm us with a smile how they grew into people we always wanted them to be even wrote of the ones we lost in death, to drugs,or just life they help to remove the sadness we carry deep down inside to say I love you when we can't I miss you when we are unable to speak our minds for being politically correct here isn't a must so a man can write instead of saying those words I sat and cried so a woman could wish for love to find her before shes old and gray are a young boy can tell of puppy love and the girl who lives next door how a school girl can speak of her first crush,her first kiss,or just boys we all have something deep down inside that we won't even think let out to say how we really fill what we really want are how we want this love to be and here we found away we write,.pour out our hearts,our minds,our passion these are writes we don't want others to see,writes we want are love ones to read words we put on paper like tears to a tissue they mean so much to us as you can see they are all steps we take,from here to there to find and release......poets,poems,poetry.