Why I Write
I write to clench The Beauty
in the dreams.
where my foolish mind
falls in love
with the shunned light.
and when cradled
The Beauty sucks!
the breath from my body,
the desire from my eyes,
the soul from my being.
In that quick moment
the others are brought
the joy I weep for.
I write to release the years of anguish
building within my chest –
to brush away the stacks of coal
lying on my heart –
to rise above, to crawl past, to stand for
the one.
day I am gifted a small smile
just for my heart’s content.
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serenajimenez10
Like everyone else, I've gone through my hardships and I know there are more to come. I've lost friends whom were close to me, I've suffered with grades in school, and I have my own family issues. I used to write with a pessimistic perspective, as you'll see in my earlier writings, but people change with time. I don't want to view what has happened and what will happen through a dark haze. I now write with a more hopeful attitude despite if I'm sad or angry. By reading these, you're getting to know the inner me and though I encourage constructive criticism, for that reason, please be honest and kind. Thank you and, by the way, it's nice to meet you! ;)
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