Poetically Speaking

Some nights I don't sleep at all 

staring at a spider as its creeping up the wall

I ain't got no one else in this device I can call

I hate my whole damn life I feel small

at a crossroad talkin to lost souls

they hit me back to say they understand my thoughts though 

leavin my heart open like my soul is leakin 

the worlds so cold I stay below freezin

People breathe hatred for no reason

destined for greatness

Tryin to make it up to heaven but I'm stressing on the wait list

It feels like I'm the only one that can save this

its an internal battle between hope and fear

my reflection in the ocean is all smoke and mirrors

I'm hoping people can keep an open ear

Instructions

This is instructions on how to forget about blogging

1. Look out the window 

     . If the weather is good go outside

2. Grab your notebook

3. Go somewhere no one will care to look

4. Make sure you bring pens and pencils

5. Pour out your soul on the page

6. Turn it into poetry

7. Rewrite it

8. Erase some lines

9. Add some lines

10. Revise the new lines

11. Scratch the whole poem 

12. Start off with something a little more simple like the weather or frogs

14. Remember 13 is unlucky

15. Forget the poem about frogs and the weather because people want to hear about love and loss

16. If you want to write something real good first off you wouldn't need instructions because it flows like a flooding river

Or you could just say screw writing this weekend and go fishing

Class

Writing a post while we are all discussing the revealing of the names. All I got to say is well it was coming anyways so... Get over it. I believe that it is a good way to get through the suspense of waiting for it to happen and here it is! You should be able to write whatever you want and not worry what others think about your writing!!

Are you writing for yourself or are you writing for what you think people want.

You should be writing for yourself and who cares what they think. It's your soul on the internet and if you are afraid of that.. Then well I'm sorry you are in the wrong class. 

(Drops mic)

Sad Chair

Alone Not Lonely

My Top 5

1.Alec Hardison Welcome to the club

2.Holden Caulfield for you in the dark

3.Destiny Preach B&W Moonshine

4.Charles Carmichael Life Is Harder Than It Looks

5.Sage R. Sorry

Inside

I wonder what it's like inside other people's minds. I think we would find that everyone is crazy. That everyone has their own imagination wether it would be interesting to you is beyond me. I also think some people's imagination is just in a deep sleep put there by school, rational thought, and numbers. If we could wake up their imagination then we could get lost in fantasy worlds for days created by the one we are seeing inside of. 

It would be interesting to see what dark things the imagination can conjure up it would show you that persons deepest unconscious fears. 

You could also see their passions and desires. 

If you really think about it you could use ones unconcious thoughts as a weapon against them. 

If you could see inside others minds you would be able to gather all the information you need to get your way in every situation. You would become the most powerful person in the world. You would be unstoppable in whatever you do because you would be able to perceive their next move. 

And these are the thoughts I have as I travel cross country. Ruling the world using imagination and hypothetical questions. 

Jealous

Well I know this isn't exactly the prompt but I don't exactly have my poems with me. 

I am jealous of people that happen to be more privileged than I have been. I look at them and wish that I didn't have to work for anything. 

It's hard to work for everything that you receive. It really is but it has it's perks. I know what the real world is going to be like more than people that are handed everything. 

I wonder if they are jealous of me. 

They could be but I probably will never know. 

I am not jealous of many people but people of privilege are who I'm jealous of.