Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Poetry Girl

Just a little bit about me.
I suffer from depression. I have no vent to deal with the emotions that I feel. However, I have found that the written word helps to let out what I am feeling. So I turned to writing poetry, instead of harming myself physically. 
This blog is to not only share my talent, and my love of writing, but to show what the power of words can do to and for a person. 
I hope that somewhere, an answer can be found for you. I hope that with my words, I can turn something bad, into something maybe not better, but something that isn't so rough.



Poetry Girl

A solitary tear
Fell from her eye
And landed on her hand
So cold, so dry.

She blinked it away
Not wanting to show
The depth of her feeling
Of how far she would go.

Pursing her lips
She grabs for a pen
The poetry girl
Is at it again.

She writes with ink
As red as blood.
Like hers it flows
Faster than it should.

Writing with incredible speed
She lets her emotions go.
And doesn’t stop for anything
Doesn't stop the flow.

Once she's done writing, 
She hangs her head.
She's exhausted, drawn,
And ready for bed.

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