"I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself and falls onto the other." -Macbeth, Act 1, Scene 7
There's not much to say. Everything I write is either true or it isn't. You've already made up your mind about me and my words the second you read two syllables of my poetry. But that's the mystery, the hidden essence in it all. What is truth?
Truth to me is Jesus Christ. Truth is everything I write. All of it is based on feelings I have personally felt or dreams I have had, or experiences where I was hurt and the words come forth from the lowest part of my soul, careening forth for you, the reader, to read. I will say I am 22 and a lot of people say that all of this stuff I write is a bit abnormal for my age... I would have to say get to know me before you make that assumption.
Seriously, if you want to know, ask... you might get an answer.
All God's Love to You and Yours,
Crystal