There's nowhere to run...

I see you still here sharing your poetry through the years. That is Wonderful. Such a poetic heart doesn't come from a life of pure bliss.I am not projecting and may even be wrong but I bet you carry some scars inside of your heart. I think it magnificent you can share here regardless. Keep letting the words flow in your life the way you do. They have a healing effect on some of the coldest hearts.

God Bless YOU ; )

There's no where to run, so just

Thank you for your kind words my friend, God bless you too <3

And I do have some scars, I was watching a movie the other night (forgot its name, will find out if you're interested), but in that movie they said that our wounds are where the light comes in, which I find hold truth, it is in what moves us, that soft spot where we get to leave our roles and realize, that despite our fears that we might not be strong enough, that we might not be able to deal with it, there is still a part of us that is deeper, wiser, can contain more of this reality, and can let more light and love in... Into our souls and into this world, so we lift it together... Just my thoughts... Anyways, I've been writing poems since I was a teenager, and like you said, they don't just hold bliss, they're born in the twilight between light and dark, and in the longing to be real together with other hearts...
All the best to you

Great idea :D

Neurotic projection

There's always room to change our perceptions (of self or others), diagnostics and other forms of judgement can be useful at times, in order (for the ego) to maneuver within the frames of creation. However, it also creates a distance (dissonance) to our soul (and other's), so it's always a choice... In the end we are what we choose...