It's okay if your opinion is not the same as mine. Actually, I want your opinion to be different than mine. And I want you to tell me yours so I can make a stronger choice.
Part of the reason that I never felt like I fit in anywhere is because you either didn't want me to have an opinion or you needed my opinion to be the same as yours.
I never understood that you couldn't see the big picture. And neither of us understood that I couldn't see past it.
Showing posts with label The written word.... Show all posts
Showing posts with label The written word.... Show all posts
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Soulwaffle
I found this challenge on www.soulpancake.com
"Write an impassioned sonnet. (Remember: 14 lines of 10 syllables written in iambic pentameter with an ABAB CDCD EFEF GG rhyme scheme.) Post you opus here."
So, I tried it. This is what I wrote. It's okay... no Willy Shakes or nothin' but whatchgonnado?
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Now that my soul breathes with passion again
And my spirit explodes from within me
I'll speak of the pain that poisoned me then
And of the person it caused me to be
A lifetime of shame, of tears and sorrow
Hiding behind a wall of indifference
Never able to think of tomorrow
When surviving today didn't make sense
A prisoner of my mind, my private hell
Believing that I'd never be set free
Suddenly life pushed, I stumbled and fell
And on the ground I discovered the key
Reach out for help, find a way to survive
The best part of life is being alive
"Write an impassioned sonnet. (Remember: 14 lines of 10 syllables written in iambic pentameter with an ABAB CDCD EFEF GG rhyme scheme.) Post you opus here."
So, I tried it. This is what I wrote. It's okay... no Willy Shakes or nothin' but whatchgonnado?
********************************************
Now that my soul breathes with passion again
And my spirit explodes from within me
I'll speak of the pain that poisoned me then
And of the person it caused me to be
A lifetime of shame, of tears and sorrow
Hiding behind a wall of indifference
Never able to think of tomorrow
When surviving today didn't make sense
A prisoner of my mind, my private hell
Believing that I'd never be set free
Suddenly life pushed, I stumbled and fell
And on the ground I discovered the key
Reach out for help, find a way to survive
The best part of life is being alive
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Writing??
Well, I'm still trying to write but I'm not very sure that I'm any good at it. I skipped over the beginning and worked on a dirty part - which, quite frankly - wrote itself but, as for the story, it's a struggle. I've never been overabundant on the imagination part. I have been trying to compensate by doing a bit of research on some of the things I want to describe but it ain't flowing right now.
It could also be the fact that I haven't slept properly in about a week and, fed up with my new 5am bed time, I decided to stay up and try to reset my system. My brain isn't really shooting on all cylinders so I guess I should give myself a bit of a break.
Okay, I'll try to entertain myself in another way and come back to this. Kisses.
Excuses - Alanis Morissette
It could also be the fact that I haven't slept properly in about a week and, fed up with my new 5am bed time, I decided to stay up and try to reset my system. My brain isn't really shooting on all cylinders so I guess I should give myself a bit of a break.
Okay, I'll try to entertain myself in another way and come back to this. Kisses.
Excuses - Alanis Morissette
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Writing
I'm writing! Like, a story kind of writing. Got a bit of an outline and everything! I'm actually elaborating on a dream. This is very exciting; I haven't written in about 20 YEARS!
And I haven't had sex in 15 months so it's porn. (Is it wrong that I'm writing the dirty parts first??)
Strange Disease - Simon and Milo
And I haven't had sex in 15 months so it's porn. (Is it wrong that I'm writing the dirty parts first??)
Strange Disease - Simon and Milo
Thursday, September 17, 2009
On How to Live Life
If you believe that every day
can improve on the day before:
every kiss will be your best kiss,
every touch a cherished memory;
every tear will dry a little faster,
every hurt will hurt a little less;
and every single time you're wrong,
you will be just a little more right.
Written by: me! 02/09
can improve on the day before:
every kiss will be your best kiss,
every touch a cherished memory;
every tear will dry a little faster,
every hurt will hurt a little less;
and every single time you're wrong,
you will be just a little more right.
Written by: me! 02/09
Dear food:
You are with me when I'm happy
Even more so when I'm sad
You're a pat on the back when I do a good deed
My repentance when I've been bad
I sacrificed my body for you
I empowered you through spite
I pretended we had a love affair
But all we did was fight
I needed so much to trust you
That I surrendered my heart and soul
But the comfort that you gave to me
Turned into complete control
Now I am your prisoner
Chained to this self- prophesied fate
But I will conquer you one day
And I will be me, not my weight
Written by Me! 01/09
Even more so when I'm sad
You're a pat on the back when I do a good deed
My repentance when I've been bad
I sacrificed my body for you
I empowered you through spite
I pretended we had a love affair
But all we did was fight
I needed so much to trust you
That I surrendered my heart and soul
But the comfort that you gave to me
Turned into complete control
Now I am your prisoner
Chained to this self- prophesied fate
But I will conquer you one day
And I will be me, not my weight
Written by Me! 01/09
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