| Poetry |
| Ah, poetry. One of the only ways, besides my journal, that I feel I can effectively express my emotions. Effectively does not necessarily mean get them out to others, it just means get them out, more or less to please myself, but I thought I'd show you anyway. I appreciate criticism, not that it will do much or make me change my style of writing, but I'd just like to hear what you think. Now don't give me an asinine comment like "Your poems suck." Tell me specifically why they suck, kay? |
| These are two that I wrote a while ago, when I was really depressed. Yes, its hard to believe that this happy camper could have been depressed, but its true, I was. My Companion Drained |
| This one I wrote back in September. The Japanese song Suteki Da Ne (Isn't it Beautiful?) from FFX inspired me. Nothing else. I look at it now as maybe a wish I had back then, because I was in a dead relationship. I was looking for someone who I could have it all with. Someone I would never want to be away from, who I would care so deeply for. If it was a wish, then it was granted. I'm in love! And if I didn't feel that it would be so impersonal to dedicate this ??to him now, I would, because this is exactly how I feel about him. Actually, in that case, why don't I? I love you, Bryan. Forever |
| My fourth one I had just written a short time ago. Inspiration: my father. "Teenagers know nothing." "You don't know shit about real life." "She's just a stupid idealist." Thank you, dad. Crushed by Reality |