: About Me

Hello visitors,

First and foremost, I'd like to thank you for reading my articles, as well as taking the time to find out a little more about me.

I'm really a very simple human being. I was born and raised in Bucharest, Romania and immigrated to the U.S. in 1996. I became an avid reader when I was six years old and picked up my first "grown-up" book, Greek Mythology, The Gods and Demi-Gods. I couldn't put the book down and I've been addicted to books and the art that can only come from pen on paper ever since.

I don't quite remember when I started writing or what my reasons for wanting to pick up a pen was. I just remember putting verses together on any piece of paper or napkin I could find. I first started writing poetry, and it all evolved from there. I joined Helium in 2008 and it's been a welcomed outlet for my emotions, creativity, restlessness over the years. I don't write to become famous, I don't write to receive others' approval. I write because there's no other feeling like it.

I'm not very open about myself, I'd rather let my writing give snips of who I am. If you have any questions or would like to find out more, please feel free to contact me.

My passion is ...

Passion itself. Without it, there is no purpose to life. Live passionately.

I know too much about ...

Unanswered questions.

My parents always told me ...

To follow my heart.

My childhood ambition ...

To become an archeologist

My favorite memory ...

I'm still waiting for it to happen.

Why I write ...

Why not?

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Reading: All the colors of silence. Watching: a LOT of Jeopardy!

My first job ...

Waitress

My best moment ...

Not quite sure on that one.

My inspiration ...

The fascinating world of human nature.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fear

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Come, bear your soul to me Grind your teeth, fall on your knees, I'll show you how you can fly free... All I want is one more kiss... Lungs heavy with smoke, My heart feels so old. At night, I sometimes feel I choke Blood in my veins is running cold. How much time did we lose? Can we ever regain? Dreams are hanging in a noose Seeing it, brings so much pain. I am now jaded, it's made me weak, Regret bites at my soul. Everything around me makes me weep I feel I've lost control. Many changes I've gone through I want to be all that I can And even though my heart is true, Don't know that I can ...

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