Night creeps into my window
And solitude is my only friend
I find that in my despair, darkness is my lover
I find my thoughts of you straying
When I surround myself with alternatives
Being without you frightens me beyond reason
But not to need you frightens me even more
My thoughts of you are scarce now
And it sickens me
My stomach sinks
My head decays
My soul dies
My very heart shrinks until I am cruel and without conviction...
As I realize that I might not need you
Your love might not have to justify me
And it scares me beyond reason
Does it NOT say in the description that you wrote it in high
school??? I won't put my high school poetry up 1) because
it's all about death and a non-existent love, and 2) because
I can't find any of it! ;p
Keep writing Jess! There's always someone who disagrees
with how you do things or what you say.
And truthfully, that opinion doesn't matter because it's
just that, an opinion.
Teen angst is a conduet to more realistic fealings, I love teen angst, but mabey that because I'm 18. The piece is easily realated to, if you're not close-minded to the where your emotions where born. Angst squeezed them right out of her gaping vagina. Lovely work, easily realated to. F**k what she says about angst. People eat that s**t up, and if it means something to you, then f*****g write it. "Stay away from teen angst", that means I cant be a writer for another year... BULL-S**T.
Keep on writing girl, and don't let opinions get you down.
-Shane
-Shane
Isn't it funny how reading all the beautiful poetry on this site makes you want to put up more? ;) I like this piece... I never knew about it, but I understand it.
Jesse lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma with a dog named Adara and various puppies named after desserts. She likes to wear sweaters two sizes too big and jeans one size too small. She drinks entirely too muc.. more..