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5th August 4:48pm
Anonymous
Hi everyone, thought I should probably introduce myself. I wrote my first poem when I was about eight and I haven't really stopped. I have always wondered if there was a place to let out my equally dark and lovely sides and I have finally found it here at DUP. I have never felt like I "fit in" in other poetry circles but everyone seems so welcoming here. I am really glad to have found this place, and I am enjoying reading everyone else's poetry!
Salutations! :)
My name is Mikaila. I've written on and off since I really felt drawn to poetry as a young teen, and I'm in my mid-20s. I've never been very disciplined in writing and mainly did it whenever I felt a strong urge. It's always been a very natural thing to do though, and now I'm attempting to get at least one or two out a week. I'm a stay-at-home-mom to two wonderful daughters, and tend to be busy, but find writing always to be a constant comforting outlet still. I like to experiment with different styles and genres, and tend to be sporadic with my pieces as I find exploring different themes as much fun as writing anything at all. I jump around quite a bit and don't have a stuck style necessarily. I like using "big words" when I can, because...quite simply, I can, without feeling pretentiously verbose like I do in daily conversation ;)
My Sea of Despair
There's an anchor inside me that leaves a heaviness in my chest.
There's also something keeping me above the water, almost like a life vest.
I've fallen off my ship and I don't know where I'm going.
The waves of my sea of despair are pulling.
I need a savior or at least a life raft!
Oh, I'm stupid... Asking a question so daft.
Why do I need help now? I've stayed afloat for so long..
I can't help but feel this is where I belong..
Maybe I'll just accept my fate in this water and, like a rock thrown into this water, I'll drop.
My legs are tired of kicking under these rapid waves...Maybe I'll just stop?
Will losing every thing I have ever wanted hurt that bad?
Will the people who've had these high expectations be that sad?
Truth is, I don't know, but I'm already at the bottom of my sea...
And let me tell you, there's no air to breathe and darkness is all I see.
It's a shame too because I hear faint sounds of paddles above me..They're too late.
There's also something keeping me above the water, almost like a life vest.
I've fallen off my ship and I don't know where I'm going.
The waves of my sea of despair are pulling.
I need a savior or at least a life raft!
Oh, I'm stupid... Asking a question so daft.
Why do I need help now? I've stayed afloat for so long..
I can't help but feel this is where I belong..
Maybe I'll just accept my fate in this water and, like a rock thrown into this water, I'll drop.
My legs are tired of kicking under these rapid waves...Maybe I'll just stop?
Will losing every thing I have ever wanted hurt that bad?
Will the people who've had these high expectations be that sad?
Truth is, I don't know, but I'm already at the bottom of my sea...
And let me tell you, there's no air to breathe and darkness is all I see.
It's a shame too because I hear faint sounds of paddles above me..They're too late.
Written by GChordBlues
Newcomer to DU!
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Just figured I'd write something here, since I'm pretty new here. I've already posted a few of my poems. I typically write about myself, my feelings, and I'm into darker stuff. I enjoy this site very much so far, and I hope to post and read a lot more poems. Also, feel free to check out one of mine, if you'd like. Thanks! :)
introduction to the sublime
life use to be a highway, now it's a shrub fringed pathway, towards the inlay of thighs and leggy passion. I follow the urge to create and love with my words and actions. it's been a weird twisty road leading me here.. I plan to read your works, and enjoy the passion you display. I am not a selfish writer. I like to emerge myself into your womb of words. Please feel free to write me. I am interested in learning from creative monsters {lovingly} like the ones on here. I loved you before I even met you.. cheers