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Slick50199 New Member
since 2004-01-04
Posts 3Indiana |
Gone Nothing matters anymore When I'm sitting at home Hoping to die As I look up at the sky The world ends Leaving me left intact With no one to be with Everything's gone I've screwed up this life too much I can't get my good days back Trying to set things straight But it only makes things worse Life's screwed over Can't do anything about it anymore Everything's gone once i've screwed life over I can't get it back No one's left to go to |
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Michelle_loves_Mike
since 2003-12-20
Posts 1189Pennsylvania |
"it's never too late" are words we don't want to hear when we are trying to rebuild,,,recapture,,,and move on,,,,I will say,,,,don't give up,,,, well written welcome to pashions Michelle I wish all could find the true happiness I have found,,in the eyes of Mike |
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Not A Poet Member Elite
since 1999-11-03
Posts 3885Oklahoma, USA |
Hello Slick and welcome to CA. Michelle is right (in spite of all those commas We all "screw up" sometimes. I'm no philosopher and certainly not a psychologist but stil, despair is not the answer. Hope you enjoy the forum. Pete |
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wintertao Member
since 2003-11-17
Posts 366Okaloosa Island, FL |
I no doubt feel the emotional powerhouse behind this and as such can only say I wish you could also contrast this with an ending that opens the door to a totally different direction, a change of pace if you will, would make this more interesting. Find something to have some hope in and explore that in a creative way to end the poem. Just my 2 cents. [This message has been edited by wintertao (01-04-2004 09:48 PM).] |
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TwistedKnickers Junior Member
since 2004-01-02
Posts 35Saskatchewan, Canada |
Welcome Slick... I'm going to be a bit fluffier here because I'm not too sure that the writer needs a critique at this point. Hopelessness is something we all can relate to, in different ways. It's times like these we end up treasuring in our hearts later in life (believe it or not) because we've grown and learned from them. When we "screw things up" and burn our bridges, sometimes it's only our pride that keeps us from rebuilding. A little humility makes for great construction material. You've got somewhere to go..HERE! Your pen can be your best friend when you're feeling this way. I know I always feel better after I write my feelings down. I hope that things go better for you and even if you don't have a poem to write, you can always write your feelings in the feelings forum. I hope to read you again. Write on, my friend! Cat Hang in There. Poetry is the sculpting of words. We ALL start with a lump of clay. |
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gourdmad Member
since 2003-12-01
Posts 136Upper Ohio Valley |
Dear Slick - Go walk a mile a day, take omega 3s (freshly ground flaxseed a nice source) for two weeks, then write another poem. |
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Slick50199 New Member
since 2004-01-04
Posts 3Indiana |
Dear Gourdmad- Why don't you walk off a bridge man. I don't need you rippin' on me. Without Music, Life Would Be A Mistake. |
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