I write my heart out on paper in the form of poetry, this is my silent cry for help. I am coming out of my comfort zone and you offer me your endless support. You are nice enough to lower your tone of voice so I may have a chance to speak. Against all odds, you don't consider me to be a freak of nature. Feeling a moment of gratitude, I break down into tears before you and yet you remain calmn. You know my name, come on, let us play the staring game and help each other out of the abyss. You are holding my heart in the palm of your hand, oh, please recite for me a psalm. I reveal my real self unto you and you accept whatever lies beneath the veil. You are holding my heart in the palm of your hand, my friend, may we become as tight as a rock band. Feeling a need to bleed, my soul does a good deed by which plants a seed of hope in your heart's rose garden and we are broken nomore.