I vent. I heart life.
Most of my inspiration is from sadness...When I write, I create a release..I have no intention of causing depression from my poetry, if anything I appreciate the ability to express it.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
morphed vision
Today I feel beautiful, tomorrow I feel plain,
Yesterday I glance in the mirror only to see an unsightly appearance,
Not long ago, I admired what was on the outside,
But now my presence scorns my vision of what's existent,
What lies inside beyond my sight,
Not a thought nor a vision that won't make me ill,
How can one ounce or weight that means nothing,
Sink me to the bottom where I submerge......
Yesterday I glance in the mirror only to see an unsightly appearance,
Not long ago, I admired what was on the outside,
But now my presence scorns my vision of what's existent,
What lies inside beyond my sight,
Not a thought nor a vision that won't make me ill,
How can one ounce or weight that means nothing,
Sink me to the bottom where I submerge......
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