i'm quitting poetry, it's getting too intense, and i don't like where it's taking me. which is a shame coz i really enjoyed writing. but maybe someday i might come back to it, later in life. but for now, i'm letting it go.


The End

in my youth
i didn't care
if i lived
or died

i would step
into traffic
and not care
if i got hit
or not

in my youth
death was release
from pain and hurt

i wouldn't care
about anything i did
or happened to me

but now
i'm desperate
to live

so desperate to live
that i scream and cry
and hurt so much
more than before

i worry about death
i fear pain and hurt

i don't want to die
i don't want to think
i don't want to care
i don't want to love

makes living easier
makes giving up
so much harder
than before

i'm no longer young
and death is catching up
wherever i run away to
it will always find me
like a tornadeo of my fear
there is no release
even in death



Poetry by jacy
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Written on 2005-11-02 at 06:42

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Surei
Stunning! I enjoyed this very much, almost like a mirror, reflecting my feelings, but in the end, don't give up writing poetry, it's a talent God gave you, don't lose it! True, when we are young we don't care whether we live or die, but as we grow older we want to live, even if it means to hurt each day, to feel pain, to be sad.......that's just how life is, sad to tell you the truth, but we only live once! Enjoy it while you can!
2005-11-02


Brendan Finbarr Tully
Never give up, I suspect you gave a great deal of yourself to get this far, you owe it yourself to continue, Brendan.
2005-11-02