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Ive been going nuts today writing s*** down. I always fall back into writing when im upset. Ive written 3, well songs, poetry, call it what ever you like... I have also been keeping a journal.. Wondering if anyone else is doing this...

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You are deffinately not alone. I do this also. Seems when I'm upset it opens up my mind somehow and evokes thoughts and ideas. I once thought about going into jouranism after my teacher suggested it to me since I was at the top of my class in english/lit.

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Heres the last one I wrote tonight...... just to share.. :)

 

Wonder

 

Sitting in pain again thinking of you

I wonder why you really left…

Pondering all the things you said to me

I was once your special friend…

 

I can’t help but wonder,

What your doing now

What’s his name,

where’d you meet,

why did you go?

 

You never even told me why…

 

(Chorus)

I cant help but wonder, you said you loved me then you left

My darkest hour, was a phone call away… you never even told me why…

I cant help but wonder, if you ever loved me. I don’t know…

My deepest fears are realized… You told me goodbye…

 

As time goes on, I grow strong

I don’t need you

You no longer need me too

Ill never believe in the things that you said

Your open heart was just a lie

 

I cant help but wonder

If you’ve made him cry

 

Are you scared

Like you were

When you left me?

Do you do this all the time?

 

(Chorus)

I cant help but wonder, you said you loved me then you left

My darkest hour, was a phone call away… you never even told me why…

I cant help but wonder, if you ever loved me. I don’t know…

My deepest fears are realized… You told me goodbye…

 

You are a liar,

You don’t mean what you say

Your passion is fire

You love, then you run away

 

I don’t want you around me

Why cant you just leave me be

Take your lies and deceit

And take this memory far away from me.

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Ok, heres another one I wrote...

 

Stuck in a place

I dont know

Feels like home though

Where do I go?

 

I feel so lost without you

you awakened dreams

within me that cannot sleep

Where do I need now?

 

All I can say

is Goodbye

 

You dont want me

You dont need me

You never did

You never will

 

I died yesterday

I die today

I will die tomorrow

I wont die someday

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GOOD FOR YOU, DIVER.

 

Writing helps. It's productive and cleansing. It's an excellent cathartic tactic that won't land you in jail...lol.

 

I write all the time...and end up deleting it. Nothing fancy, just emotional drivel. Last time I wrote something like that was a few months ago from a fresh break-up. Free association writing, if you will. A big help, indeed.

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Yes! (But maybe you can tell by simply reading my extremely lengthy posts!)

 

I love to write. In fact, for quite a while I was thinking about majoring in English, since I enjoyed reading and writing so much, that I thought: why not make a living out of it?

 

I think writing is such a wonderful thing, and yet, unfortunately so, it's power and depth seem to be fading into the background of this technology-driven era.

 

Writing really is good for the soul--it lets it free; it's an amazing thing.

 

To be honest, though, unlike you guys, I have a really hard time writing when I'm sad. At least, creative writing. I feel as though my mind is trying to create something beautiful, while my heart has not beauty to create, hence the conflict.

 

But even though this is true for me, I have kept a journal ever since I was in grade school. It's never anything fancy, but more like interrelated thoughts.

 

Ever since my split, I have been writing more in my journal about whatever comes to mind. Mostly it's about what I feel, though, so it tends to get repetitive. :)

 

But I agree that writing is a powerful tool to use when coping with the loss of a loved one; after all, it's an outlet for our grief directly from our insides.

 

So, yes: I love to write. I think that explains why my posts are always long and filled with more than enough details. What I could explain in a paragraph, I always end up explaining in 10 or more. Oh, well.

 

I liked your poems/songs, btw, Diver. They are full of sentiment, which is one of the cornerstones for a well written piece. :)

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I am a journalist so I write everyday. Contrary to popular belief, physically typing is about 10% of a print journalists every day work. Writing is the easy part.

 

Although I am not an outstanding fictional writer, I do enjoy writing a poem or two.

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Thanks everyone. Im sure theres more to come... Ive got a few more I will post later.. :p

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I write lots of poetry i find it helps hugely with getting out my feelings and expressing myself..keep it up :) it can be very beneficial.

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You told me

you left me

 

You told me

dont call you

 

You told me

never ever ever again

 

You left my

world upside down

 

What is up?

What is left

What is right?

 

What the hell is right?

 

Then you came back around

I was still knocked down

 

Did you come back to rub it in

Or did you come back to make a sin?

 

If would let you in

I could feel my hope begin

 

Then I remember what the preacher said...

Never ever ever let the devil in

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When I can't cope with the struggles of dealing with another person (men) whom I'm desiring or have in my life I tend to journal A LOT. I do my best writing about 30 minutes before I go to sleep.

 

I will get so caught up in my thoughts and writing I will forget what time it is and 2 hours easily can fly by.

 

Things that are too deep for me to sort out and deal with I write about. I will go back a day or two later and reread what I wrote. I read as if I was reading what someone else wrote. I often think someone else did.. (Do I have a split personality??)

 

ALCHemyst--I too write lengthy posts when I am searching for answers. I sort out my thoughts usually before I post or it won't make sense. I have to orgaize my thoughts, questions, feelings, wants and needs before I am able to share it with LS..

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Another one.. :)

 

Dead Again…

 

Feeling dead inside again, watch the pain go away

I never cried like this before over a girl who wouldn’t stay

But I refuse to live this way, life can’t make me

So my heart dies a little more, f*** love it’s forsaken me

 

Blast it to hell what’s love promised me, love lies again

It sounds so convincing this time I will bend

Love pushes me under until I can’t breath

I wake up I’m screaming, love stop killing me

 

I will move on and tuck my broken heart away

It will be a long time before it comes back to play

I’m not so needy I can stand on my own

I wont need somebody waiting at home

 

The truth of it all is that nobody cares

At least not the way I wanted them there

I thought for a moment that I knew who you are

You were loves sick joke, your cruel, your scarred

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I too write lengthy posts when I am searching for answers.

 

The LS record holder hands down :laugh:

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and another.... hehe

 

Giving up

 

Everythings dead around me

The flowers the trees haunt me

when I walk by life just dies

the memory of love subsides

 

I dont understand the truth anymore

I used to believe in faith ever more

but now in my life it seems theres no light

and I just cant do this anymore

 

I sit outside and I stare in the night

I look back at things, whats happened in life

I never came close, it never felt real

true loves gift that Ill never feel

 

I sit back and wait for nothing again

Ive tried to hard for love in the end

it wont happen now it wont happen tomorrow

It wont happen at all, so long, just friends.

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I also write. I used to write a lot of poetry and enter those Poetry contests you see in the backs of magazines. Several times I would get a notice in the mail that I had won some sort of placement and my poem would be published. If I wanted the book just send $29.95 to.... and I would receive my book with my publishes poems. I never did that and figured it was some kind of scam since the books of poems were never published for sale to anyone other than who ordered them. Then one day I was looking at poetry books in one of the used bookstores and lo and behold! There was a book with MY poems in it!

 

After that I began submitting some of my short stories / poems to magazines like Reader's Digest, Ladies Home Journal, Woman's Day, and a couple of men's magazines (not porn!) and had a few things published (most were rejected) and I now have a story in revision that *should* be published in the next Chicken Soup for the Pet Lover's Soul and one being considered for a Chicken Soup for the Soul book!

 

I was working on a novel, but I haven't had time to even think about it in a couple of years - I only have about 200 pages written (which would translate to about 90 - 150 pages published)

 

Writing is great for the spirit, IMO.

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Somebody stop me.... :) This is actually help me so much. My Grandfather was a publishe SciFi author from the 40's.. I always wanted to try and write a novel... but for now Ill stick to this..

 

Broken

 

I never felt a love like yours before

You walked in through my hearts door

I had my guard up I was hanging on

We took things slowly all along

 

We grew close and fell, in love

You told me I was enough

I still kept you at a distance

My heart, so scared of yesterdays mistress

 

2 months pass and were, ok

Valentines Day comes round again

The letter that you wrote me blew my heart away

I surrendered my all to you that day

 

Now you gone, you left so swiftly

How does ones heart change so quickly

You never told me why, even when you cried

Im broken now, my heart has died

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I dabbled when I was a teenager ( 17 ).. I haven't done it since..

 

I did get published with this Sonnet

 

Evolution

 

I started out as a little seedling.

The night I was planted I wondered why...

Why everything happens to the withering..

Why God created the trees with most will die,

And nobody knows for exactly why.

Every year I wait for the next season.

Later on in the season my leaves die,

And still nobody quite knows exactly why.

Years later after I've already grown,

I start to lose my bark and slowly die.

Every night I hear the other trees moan.

But everybody see these things as one,

But still I can't figure out why they are done..

 

 

Art Critic 1980

 

 

Dark I know.. but I was a teenager..:laugh:

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I dabbled when I was a teenager ( 17 ).. I haven't done it since..

 

I did get published with this Sonnet

 

Evolution

 

I started out as a little seedling.

The night I was planted I wondered why...

Why everything happens to the withering..

Why God created the trees with most will die,

And nobody knows for exactly why.

Every year I wait for the next season.

Later on in the season my leaves die,

And still nobody quite knows exactly why.

Years later after I've already grown,

I start to lose my bark and slowly die.

Every night I hear the other trees moan.

But everybody see these things as one,

But still I can't figure out why they are done..

 

 

Art Critic 1980

 

 

Dark I know.. but I was a teenager..:laugh:

 

Nice... very nice!! I wouldnt mind getting published myself...

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