writing Inky Heart

[The Stranger 812]

Hello Everyone! I woke up a little emotional this morning and I didn't know how exactly to shake the feeling off. I then decided to do a little writing in hopes that I'd feel better. luckily it somewhat worked. The poem below is a bit different when compared to the kind of poetry I like to write.

 

The poem below is a bit of a story as well. It gives a little understanding of how my life has been going for the past few years. I know it may seem a bit sad as you read it but it has a little flare of hope in the end so no need to feel sorry for me. 

 

Forgive my spelling and punctuation if you can. I know I'm not the best when it comes to grammar but I've been trying to improve. Enjoy the poem/story and leave honest comments. Thank you all in advance for taking the time to read my work. I'll be posting this poem up on my DeviantART and Tumblr if anyone is interested in checking out more of my content.   

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When I was a young child I had friends far and near.

Happy I was and grateful for the attention,

until one day everyone left me for a reason still unclear. 

 

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One by one they left me

never stopping to say goodbye.

Confused I was as I tried to figure out their reasons

but it was all for naught as I began to cry. 

 

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My days grew dark in the loneliness I had become. 

As I began to accept my fate,

my features and mind began to changed at an alarming rate.

 

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Bitter I grew and exhausted my appearance became.

As I paced back and forth in my room,

I began to wonder if this was all just a game. 

 

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My heart grew dark as I began to lose my way.

I started to question my existence, 

after all everything was not okay. 

 

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Restless I had become in my isolation,

as I search for something to keep me going.

Poetry became my interest,

 as I wrote and wrote and my skill began growing. 

 

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As my inky heart began to beat,

confidence grew within me,

with no signs of retreat.

 

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Despite the darkness that I had become, 

I had a reason to go on, 

I would not run.

Edited January 18, 2013 by Celestial Valour

[MelancholicMemory 2,025]

That was an incredible poem, Data Void! I once wrote a poem of a similar nature, but mine pales in comparison to this. The poem flows beautifully, and your choice of words made me really feel the emotions. I got emotional just from reading it. It is too bad that you face such isolation, but I am glad you have the strength to move on. I definitely can relate to those feelings, unfortunately.

[The Stranger 812]

That was an incredible poem, Data Void! I once wrote a poem of a similar nature, but mine pales in comparison to this. The poem flows beautifully, and your choice of words made me really feel the emotions. I got emotional just from reading it. It is too bad that you face such isolation, but I am glad you have the strength to move on. I definitely can relate to those feelings, unfortunately.

 

Thank you so much MelancholicMemory. What you think of my poem matters a lot to me since you and I are going through similar feelings. Be strong, we'll get through our troubles. Everything has an end, even sadness. 

[Xalder 30]

Ah, the loss of friends... it sucks, but as with any loss, we must move on. Find a driving force to keep us going. I'm happy for you to have found such a creative outlet. I've often tried creative writing but... :\

 

Well, I've never had the drive for it...