Once Upon Years Ago

There was a time where I used to write to get my feelings out, and I usually wrote poetry. I have it all saved on a harddrive somewhere, but I haven't read any of it in years. I used some for my poetry portfolio in Creative Writing in America, but only the less personal stuff.

I used to never cry. When I was 13, 14, 15 years old, I hardly ever cried, because I thought others considered it a weakness. That's why I wrote the pain and the anger away. Got it all down on paper and out of my system. It usually helped. I remember one winter break mostly spent on the couch at my grandmother's place, I wrote many poems that week... Long ones, short ones, rhyming and non-rhyming, with a certain rhythm, and without it. Most of it has never been read by ano other than the author.

But tonight I wanted to share something with you. It's not from that time, it's from right now, and I don't really wanna get into it, you can interpret it however you like.

 

Take a deap breath.
Calm yourself down.
Steady your heartbeat.
Don't react.

Some people live for that reaction.
Don't give them the satisfaction of seeing it.

Take a deap breath.
Calm yourself down.
Steady your heartbeat.
Don't react.

They're not worth it. 

 

 ♥ The Norwegian Teenager

2 Comments

28.06.2012 kl.21:22

Love the poem :) You're a really, really good writer.

Keep going!

a teenager with thoughts ©

29.06.2012 kl.00:23

Anonym: Thank you so much, and I will :)

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