Shit. I know this is my therapy. No one is probably ever going to read this and the people that used to be on Eliteskills that knew me better and actually had thoughts of value aren't here anymore. Except maybe TJ, if you're reading this. But looking back on my poems and the comments left, most of you are jackasses. Most of these poems weren't meant for anyone I knew in real life to see, so I had freedom here to write about whatever the hell I wanted without anyone knowing what I was writing about. And MAYBE... JUST MAYBE... you all should try reading the DESCRIPTIONS before you read the goddamned POEM. UH DUH. Kthanksbye.
sometimes I wish I could flow better, and yer I hate structure and maybe that's why some of the poems I write seem to be like a collapsed building.... er.. there was a vague structure there once... I think.... most of the time I just write and leave it as it comes.
Conforming to some intellectual clap trap about how a poem should be is like saying Van Gogh should have used a brush and not a pallet knife..... LOL
I just wanted to say thanks a bunch for the comment on my very first submitted piece. It means a lot for you to say that. I actually wrote that in a rather horrible mood. Yet another Christmas had slipped by in relative silence and at that moment I'd been dealing with a rather broken heart (well, I still am). I just basically wrote down anything that came to mind when I wrote that, anything to let out the emotions that had piled up through the events that had happened. Writing does make me happy, and I will definitely continue. :] Again, thanks a bunch for the comment.