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12/1/2012 1:15:14 AM
Depression and Hope
||I'm a teen struggling with (often intense) depression. For months, it's been a struggle but I've gradually found hope. I use poetry as a way to let the pain inside out, rather than doing something dangerous. Because I'm going through this, and understand, I'm wondering if there are others like me here, who want to share, or talk?
12/2/2012 11:20:11 PM
||It was something beautiful,
like a quickly budding rose.
We found it among the thorns,
struggling to reach the sunlight.
We gave the flower so much care
with soil and shade and gentleness.
We watered the flower, so happily,
almost too happily, too enthusiastic.
We were a whirlwind, destructive
despite all our best intentions.
I think that the flower drowned.
We just used too much water,
and the flower quickly faded.
We killed it.
We, together, now have no purpose.
5/29/2013 11:45:38 AM
Dear One-A Poem
||I'd love to hear your opinions on my new poem
I will always love you, dear one.
So constant, the solid rock in the storm,
patient through every emotional trial.
These dreams in my heart, hopes
for a future of us together, one day.
I'm so thankful for you, my friend,
never leaving, constant dear companion.
Yet times will be changing soon,
and I must travel across the sea.
his change, will it change everything?
I will miss you dearly but will you?
You, Love, might fall in love without me,
find your hearts' desire in another,
not one that is myself, this little mess.
Yet if it must be so, it is well.
I love you and want you to be happy,
and I do not know the future.T
he time we've had, the lovely laughter,
let these treasures rest in my heart.
I love you.
edited by KarlinKJ on 5/29/2013
5/29/2013 11:53:42 AM
Come Out and Play
||I got the impression of a paradox being played out, the adult and the children. However, you then twisted the stereotypical innocence of children into something very creepy. I quite enjoyed it
5/29/2013 11:55:58 AM
||I thought the flow of the poem was very good and that the fact that you had less words, as opposed to many, added to the subject and brought upon a feeling of intensity.
5/29/2013 12:10:32 PM
Any teens out there?
||Just out of curiosity, I'm wondering how many teens use this site! I myself am a teen and I'd love to talk to people my own age about poetry but also just about life, about anything, really.
5/29/2013 12:19:01 PM
To become a writer....
||So it seems to me that all the great writers have gone through horrible things, or suffered from madness or other similar things. So, clearly, a good writer must go through something horrible before beginning his/her career. (Yes, I'm slightly kidding here) What horrible thing have you gone through? Serious or trivial, it doesn't matter, just do tell!
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