Poems of Love
My name is John Doe. I have decided to start a journal of poems as an outlet for all my feelings that I have experienced. I know that they are probably not the best that have ever been written but they are a way to let the emotions out. I can not keep so many things bottled up inside me. I suffer from depression. I can be the happiest guy alive for months at a time but once a depression is triggered I feel like life has ended. It is hard for me to even do the little things in life. I have no way to control these emotions. So I thought I would try writing it all down. The little things in life can bring such joy to me. Just now a young lady came and said Hi to me. I did not remember her but she was a girl that I had in class. She remembers me singing the theme song to Bill Nye the Science Guy. And even now in the depths of depression I had to smile. So life does go on. My first poem that I want to write is called “I love you.” As dark dying grass is mere grass. These words can be used so freely but what is it they mean? Not a damn thing, Not a god damn thing. . . .
And why is it so damn hot! Look My brother is laughing Whatever it is, it can’t be that funny Where the hell am I This is not the same place Will someone please take me back to where I belong? I will have to admit. The day I laid eyes on her, I knew I loved her. Your feelings still locked inside And it is over. I have held hands with so many girls, why should this be any different? But when my hand met hers, I was lifted out of reality Into a world I have known before There were beautiful swirly patterns in my head Bells rang And birds sang I can not even convey the shear joy in my heart. Write Adam Write. This is not the same place I was before The fucking birds are annoying me every morning. Your very scared now And now it is too late The words not once uttered and the tornado struck anyway.
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