Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Therapy cost... This is free.

I began writing when I was only 9 years old. It was always a way for me to escape to another place that was more pleasant than the reality around me. But even my writing back then showed the pain I was living through daily. I never wrote about seeing a double rainbow, about walking through a fragrant field of flowers,or any other type of happy thoughts. When happy thoughts occur, I never felt the need to express myself like I do when the 'dark' thoughts surface. So, forgive me if this blog is sometimes quite depressing, but that is partly what this blog is for.

Today I spent a little time reading some of the poems and other writing that I have accumulated over the years. Mostly because recently I've felt like giving up writing, because I have no belief in my writing abilities. I want to recapture that feeling I felt years ago when I truly believed that one day I would be a writer. I feel like I've lost that, and I want it back.

Here's a short poem I wrote when I was 12 years old. I remember being so excited when I had finished writing and re-writing the lines until I felt it was perfect. Of course it was never going to be perfect, but the satisfaction I felt when it was complete is what I want to feel once again.

The Little Doll

She sits alone on the bottom shelf
With rosy pink cheeks and curly blond hair.

Then nasty big hands picked her up
And only violent games did they play.

Twisting and pulling,
Body parts are easy to break.

But it doesn’t hurt,
Because dolls can’t cry.

They only suffer in silence
And die a little inside.


Coffeypot said...

Writing is one of the best ways in the world - next to an Uzi - to get the feelings and thoughts out of your head. Write away.

artquest1 said...

Very nice use of symbolism in your poem - it conveys all of the emotion, power, horror (and anger) but allows the (unknown) reader an opportunity to react to the words and imagery, rather than dwell on personality.

Anonymous said...

I really like it, you only had 12 years old? its lovely although its really sad.

MsPsycho said...

Thanks guys for stopping by.

I haven't been able to focus clearly recently, but I think it was one of the medication I was taking. I switched to something new and it seems to be making a difference. I'll be posting a new short story in about a week.

I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. And yes, I was only 12 when I wrote those words.

Hope you all have a great day!

MainliningEyeliner said...

We love you...and your writing...never apologize for any of it!

steveroni said...

Yes. Write on! Write away! Write???

--the new guy

(No! I'm not gonna write "Mr Write"--don't wish to spread any seeds of thought like: "This asshole has to GO!") But I DO like to write! just never learned how.....