I look up at the sky,
I feel so alive.
You are my barrier,
My wall,
Moving away.
It's nothing that you or I can't handle.
I see something terrible.
I have become a monstrosity,
My life has crashed,
for writing is my only life.
Author notes
TT__TT Mine kinda makes sense...
A contest entry
- Patchwork Poems ~~ A funny take on "Cento" ~~ Yet AGAIN! by Melodies.
600 points, ended August 3, 2008, 14 entries
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Wow! It's like an ironic twist in this poem. It actually tells a story and seemed to go together.
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Naw, it's just a preview of all the moods that come into my life. It's weird, and it's like how the seasons come and go...Strange though.
-->pia
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Well... (I am laughing,)
Your poem is simply delightful because you start out saying such lighthearted positive things and then ... WOW... Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! It's like you had a terrible accident and maybe you are injured and you can't write now.
BUT, maybe you can make up some really good story to go with this poem, like: I was with my friend and was so happy and then my friend found out she was moving far away and we thought about it and how we would email and stuff and then her parents took her computer and her cell phone away from her. WAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
lol
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Haha, lol. Nope it's nothing like that.
I had an emo uhm...period, era, something of the sort. And I was gonna move or something like that. And the last line is because I had an age of writer's block too...so...yeah. Lol.
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