Rebel

Now is the time Where I let go a part of me. The one who got away from the world Never let anyone in For fear didn't let me bond. There was pain It lingered in bittersweet happiness Emerging in unlikely moments. Tears. Doubt. Hopelessness. No way out. But, I held on and mingled with it. Defying it's underlying desires. It would dance on my emotions. Holding on. Then, I let go. Setting it free. Depression don't follow me anymore For I'm a rebel in the darkness.

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Roy Jerden

Date: 5/22/2014 9:26:00 AM

I read all three of your poems. Well constructed and good use of imagery. My only suggestion is to also consider other subject matter that is less inward looking. Angst is a cheap commodity in poetry. Write for your audience, not for yourself. Nothing wrong with that, but it's therapy, not poetry.