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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 6:35 pm
please no mean comments...thanks.
You were my last hope to escape my last chance and now its gone I needed someone like you more then anyone else and they all got plently what happened to me? trapped in my own past, everyone hates me the same thing, repeats itself it keeps comming back to how many more times must I try? how many more tears should I cry? before some decides to save me I know Ill find someone..eventually but im afraid its gonna be too late and I dont want it to be I wanna enjoy life like others can and break free of this evil clan my life is nothing but darkness spreading over me everytime some try to talk, they get sucked in like me they always leave me because they find something wrong im not enough like them, or any of there songs I will never fit in with any of them and so i continue to sit, among them nobody cares, nobody asks nobody wipes away the tears that feel like blades and dead rats because they are too stubborn, to see the real me they only see what society wants them to see they see the person, who I constantly have to be when Im around people, its not a choice, you see because Im a diffrent person, and its killing me thats why I MUST be alone, I MUST be me I must face the true, nobody is ever gonna resue me its been too long, they would have come by now but they didnt, and this is when I see how how miserable i really am, and how everyone REALLY DOES HATE ME, FOR WHO I REALLY AM.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 8:52 pm
Around here, we try to restrain whatever critique we have to prevent "mean comments," so there's no need to worry about that, Miss Hugs.
The poetic theme of "no one know the real me" has kind of received a bad rep lately, since it's overplayed and, well, angsty. That said, you shouldn't change the theme of your poem, but there are several ways you can improve it.
For example, throughout your poem, your true (or even untrue) nature is never really described clearly. What's holding you back? What separates you from others?
Also, descriptive language can bring color and depth to a poem. In a line: "nobody wipes away the tears that feel like blades and dead rats" That's perfect! I had a very interesting visual image there! And I've never really compared blades and rats to tears before, and it kind of disturbs me now, lol. So make MORE OF THIS. I also enjoyed the repetition of "How many more..." near the beginning.
Lastly, there's a few grammatical errors (lowercase i, wrong use of "their"...).
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2011 3:15 am
um im just wondering is this guild dead? because i dont see any recent posts
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2011 3:22 pm
nightmerz um im just wondering is this guild dead? because i dont see any recent posts More or less yeah.
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