burning essence in the wind

forgetting those with evil grins

fighting pain on the inside

the part of us we try to hide

to show no-one in the world

but waving like a flag un-furled

your diary sparks my imagination

it's own space in my mind, a segregation

you asked for a poem just about you

I hope this fits, I hope it's true

I know not, but what I see

please let your heart free.

JollyRoger

After a bemoaning of the lack of me themed poetry, this nice and random stranger wrote this. Lovely chap that. We've since cultivated a nice rapport.