Teen Poetry #2 |
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ill write an explaination later - see if you can figure this one out |
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shell-grunge Junior Member
since 1999-12-23
Posts 17 |
its fairly choppy but written with a spontanious pen: if i wasn't a spectical maybe id be grim. tried before controless and lank... drives me to the brink of unknown wander freedom uncontrolled I must starve my frolics when did the ciggarettes get bigger then me? if I divert from pointed ranges in intoxification. is it safe to stumble missionless? does every volume be equal? are the bondaries just a facade? who says? who says? must I be solemn to be thin? and rigid to the quota to achieve flat? has the retribution come to haunt me since I swam with all the others in stilled waters where they where calm so was I? so was I just a picture? the thorns just at bay. don't take my guitar bitch. bitch beast **** away. **** away bitch beast I can swim and be rigid without your claws in my side with no spinning cycles o angst. can be flat. **** away bitch beast. |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
You write of demons. Things which taunt and ride you. We all deal with demons in our own way. The particulars of your demon I do not know but I wish you luck in banishing them. (or at least caging them). ![]() |
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shell-grunge Junior Member
since 1999-12-23
Posts 17 |
THE EXPLAINATION FOR THIS WRITING: ok, i was diagnosed with anorexia nervosa when i was 13, two years ago. it took about a year to get 'better'. i changed schools made new friends, and was really enjoying life. i was high on life. i was living. fairly normally. but then before i was aware, it came back, ripped the carpet up from beneath my feet and left me a shattered heap of a girl again. it feels like a punishment or something.....does tis make any scence? hmmm keep up witht he writing. shells |
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Alwye
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Member Elite
since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
It does seem to make sense to me, yes. You have my best wishes and prayers for your recovery, shell-grunge. Keep up the writing, its a phenomenal way to deal with pain. *Krista Knutson* ~*Like a lion, without fear of the howling pack, Like a gust of wind, ne'er trapped in a snare, Like a lotus blossom, ne'er sprinkled by water, Let me, like a unicorn, in solitude roam.*~ Hymn Of Buddha |
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