I've managed to find a handful of poems and a couple of stories I wrote years and years ago. Most of this was done between ages 16-19. I am excited to read all of it over and see if I can expand on what I've done or at least see what I have learned since then. I am going to share one of the poems today. This one was written at a time of self doubt and depression. I can see a big difference in the poetry written prior to this time in my life, and of course who I am today. All of these writings are like looking back at diary entries, little moments of my life captured in written time capsules. You tend to put a bit of yourself into everything you write, and in many cases I wrote out my own hopes, dreams, and fears into these.
I know all about you,
I know just how you think.
I’ve got down your manner,
I know just how you work.
I know what makes you tick,
I know just how you talk.
I know what you look like,
I know just how you feel.
You question life,
you question hope.
You question my love,
you forget your heart.
You question your faith,
you question your love.
You doubt your friends,
you question if their love is real.
I think you are strange,
I think you are lost.
I wonder who you are,
I think you are there.
I think you are scared.
I think you are brave.
I hope you are smart,
I believe you are me.
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