A Couple Poems I Wrote Today (Probably in 2nd Hour Chem.)
My Fragile Existance
09-20-10
I didn’t think.
I didn’t connect the points,
drawing lines across my eyes,
because nothing connects
and I end up blinded
by the scribbles in the way of my vision.
I cannot write.
I cannot read or understand
the words I scratch onto paper,
because nothing connects
and I end up mislead,
confusing myself over and over again.
I will not have
anything to keep myself,
or my mind occupied
for about a week or so, maybe longer,
because I know
that everything dies someday.
Saturday, The Eighteenth.
09-20-10
Bored,
uninteresting,
unmotivated,
unhappy,
since Saturday.
Well, there you go guys. Please let me know what you think, I’m always always ALWAYS trying to improve my writing.
Also, just a side note, but those of you who know what happened over the weekend should be informed that I’m alright. The first day was a bit rough (to say the least), but I won’t talk about that here. This is an art blog!
I love you all!
-Tsar (Stu)
