Introduction,

As the world continues to dangle and rotate on this invisible axis, I lay here and wonder. I wonder where I've been, where I am, and where I'm going. And when I take the time to truly wonder I often come out of a state of turmoil, consumed with more perplexity than when I entered. I hate the way I was. I'm working on the way I am, but more frightening than anything, I hate the thoughts that my mind shells out, foreshadowing the way I'Ve be. I have no idea where I've been besides hell, however I know that I'm headed for total self-destruction here in hell.

This is what I promised myself would be the beginning to the introduction of my book, back in ninety-seven. And because it was a promise, to me, I must put it here, in the introduction. What I'm most proud to admit is that I am so far beyond the above words. No, life is not perfect, and there are still a million pieces missing in this ever so complex puzzle, but I can admit this, and I've learned to work with the pieces I possess, and work toward finding and developing the pieces that are missing.

I have read, and re-read this "introduction" and I've tried to remember what was going on in my life during that time. I had written an introduction to a book that I had yet to begin writing. As a matter of fact, not a single poem in this book is from the same era as the intro. So in hindsight, the above introduction is really a journal entry of a journal that I never kept. But perhaps if I'd never written it, I wouldn't have put these poems together. For eleven years I've kept this piece of paper with my introduction, promising myself that one day pages filled with poems or some grandeur story would follow. This means that even until this day, I have yet to break a promise.

Neither the wind, nor any element of nature has anything on me when it comes to moodiness, thus this; my first book is rightfully entitled Mood Swings. As you read I hope you’ll hear my many different voices, but understand my one true heart. For me, it's been a journey, as it is for many of us. I want my voice to be your voice and our voices to be heard. The pages that follow are in no particular order of growth, just a simple book of poems that I’ve collected over the years as my outlet for expressing my emotions. I've never been good at social circles or verbal communication so many of the poems, however light-hearted they may seem simply serve no purpose other than getting it out. What you are about to read is very personal, and until now, very private. On some levels, I think you; the readers will act as my therapists. It's one thing to get it all out, but it's another to receive feedback. I've never been one for open forums and public attention so consider this a personal invite from me to you. No need to RSVP, and you'll need No Reservations. I hope you enjoy your journey; it's been a hell of a voyage for me.

Welcome to my world, our world.

Uriah

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