Raison d'être

I’m not trying to be a world class poet;
I’m no Shakespeare or Poe, and I know it.
I’m just trying to express myself,
To address myself,  
and these problems I have.
So, sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.
Step right up, and look inside
my troubled mind.
 
If you seek, perhaps you will find,
Through this window of words,
A little nook or cranny
In my cracked and broken core,
That bears a vague semblance
To a place you’ve been before:
A place to rest your head
And take shelter from the storm.