Valerie Marie Leslie has unlocked the vault to her scantly illuminated adolescent mind, self-sabotaging attitude, and surrendered adulthood through her coherently random own words; poems that could be construed as diary entries, lyrics to songs, and unfinished business. Though this collection of vulnerable yet guarded poetry enters a cave of frustration, self-pity, confusion, and blundering verse, the understandable expression of her words is the torch. She grows up while simultaneously remaining the same with every thought, feeling and chapter. Now allowing strangers to gain entry onto private property, she's conscious of the reality that there is no turning back from these pages.