So, I really don't know what this is to be honest.
I was just laying there and started typing this, no strugle nor stop until I was done.
Don't be too harsh, but I'd really love to know what y'all think of this..
What it means to you..
To me.. It's confusing kinda..Just a spilled out heart more or less..
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Im the same way, I just start writing random stuff and I look at it later and have a scooby doo moment, arg? what the hell did I just write,hahaha. Sometimes I can put words together and come up with something and sometimes,nothing. But hey, That's the wonderful thing about writing,it may not always make sense to you,but when someone else reads it it may touch that person in a certain way. Even if it was a couple of words someone will always be able to relate. Keep writing. :)
what rhea said. this sounds like venting but in a very controlled way. i think the flow adds to it aswell. all in all it was a great poem and i enjoyed this a lot! well done
This is a good write from a writer who didn't even think so much about it:) Impressive actually. Your poem speaks of individuality, life itself, how you live it and unspoken thoughts.
This reminds me of the saying Life is a box of chocolates and yeah it's does't seemed to relate, i know:)
I'd have to read it a couple more times before I can interpret it myself, but I always saw that as a good sign from a writer's perspective...it means you've written something truly mysterious, which is good in a poem :)
Posted 12 Years Ago
12 Years Ago
Thanks!
My gosh, I read it maybe 50 times!
12 Years Ago
No problem :) well a couple doesn't necessarily mean two to me, a couple could become twenty with me.. read moreNo problem :) well a couple doesn't necessarily mean two to me, a couple could become twenty with me lol :P
12 Years Ago
When I first wrote it, i read it over and over again, trying to think of what it means.
Haha yeah I always wind up doing that when I start looking at my old stuff, trying to figure out wha.. read moreHaha yeah I always wind up doing that when I start looking at my old stuff, trying to figure out what in the world I was thinking :P
I suppose we are all inside out own little boxes...some harsher and less forgiving than others...It is strange the words that come out when you aren't thinking. Stream of consciousness they call it don't they? You poems are generally dark and deep and that reflects in this...Hell I sound like a shrink...The seeing of the sea gives a little hope...bucking at the wind suggests determination...But it is still full of sadness....That'll be fifty dollars please!!
Posted 12 Years Ago
12 Years Ago
Hah, lovely.
Very true,
I really don't know what my tone is for this, I was kinda upset .. read moreHah, lovely.
Very true,
I really don't know what my tone is for this, I was kinda upset when I wrote it, but wasn't meaning for it to be. This is just stuff that rambled from my mind to my phone..Crazy..
Thanks!