Wednesday, January 24, 2018

Peace and Drop of Sunlight (Poems)

Here are some more poetry I wrote at work last Saturday.

These two are more personal, and not funny. Like I said with Poetry, I took all the feelings in my heart and poured them into 10 poems and wanted to cry. These are so real and mean a lot to me. I hope you like them.

Peace

Once upon a time
There was a girl
Who wanted to be a princess

Her parents told her 
"Be whatever you want to be"
If you have the will
You can do it

Then the girl went to school
And some boys
And some girls
But mostly boys
Ripped her mind apart

By 11 she didn't believe she would live
By 13 she didn't want to live
By 18 her body was ripping itself apart like her mind

But then the girl was a woman
A broken woman who refused to give up

And because she didn't give up she found peace

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Drop of Sunlight

Why is it so bad
When your mind is trapped in black clouds
And each day is like walking through a dark, misty forest
That you need to take a drop of sunlight?

Why are we told it's wrong?
Looked down on for taking it?

When you take it the mist fades
The gray sky clears
The sun rises for the first time in years
And the suddenly there's a path forward

You can breathe
You can move
You can sing
You can dance

And most of all
You can smile

I'll keep taking my drop of sunlight
And ignore the nay-sayers
Because that drop of sunlight
Is the best thing to happen to me

Saturday, January 20, 2018

Poetry and We're Screwed

Sooo...

Hello.

I'm alive.

And I'm sorry for not posting. I'll have a video up at the end of the month explaining what happened and being 100% honest with myself and the world about the why, so you'll have to check my YouTube Channel to learn all of that, cuz it's 1 AM and I'm not gonna post about it just yet.

One thing that has really suffered in my writing. I haven't posted any writing on here for one reason: I haven't written a word in over a year that wasn't something silly or me defending my friends. No stories, no poems, no fanfiction. Nothing. And if that isn't sending up a red flag, it should. The moment I noticed I panicked a bit and knew something had to change.

And it has. NOW I'm back, and the need to write has been driving me crazy for the past 2 weeks or so.

So I tried to edit Warrior.
Nope.
Then I tried to edit a new chapter in W.i.t.c.h. - The Full Story.
Nope.

At work today (or, technically, yesterday) I wrote 12 poems. TWELVE. I've never written that many in a YEAR, or even FIVE YEARS least of all ONE SHIFT AT WORK!!!

Here are actually the last two I wrote. The first explains how today went, while the second just sums up America right this second in my mind. It's something that was expressed this time last year and has only become more real as time went on.

Poetry

Poetry is like picking at scabs
It may feel good at first
A release of an inch
But in the end you still bleed

The difference is you write all your words out
And then you want to cry
But you’re at work
And the big dude sitting behind you would stare

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(His reaction in my brain)

We're Screwed

You know the world is screwed
When you look at the last mess of a leader
And look at the current one and say
"There's very little I wouldn't give to put Bush in office instead."

At least he's a good idiot, and not an evil one.