| Mending with Ink is about what poetry does. It frees me. It heals even the deepest wounds. Gives me a safe place to say how I really feel. It also tells what happens when I'm "not allowed" to write. |


PeacePeacePeace
Where does peace come from? Is it found in the beating of a drum? Is peace found in a school, or when swimming in a pool? Can peace be found in the sky, or what about when you die? Did peace run and hide because we refused to abide? Is it found in the arms of the Creator? Will peace be found sooner or later? Can peace be found in the sea, or can it be found inside of me? Is it found in a book? There are too many places to look, but in the end, peace only comes from within.


Mending with InkMending with InkMending with Ink
A pen without ink my words do not sink onto this page
which yellows with age
No one seems to comprehend that my words work to mend what's broken on the inside as stitches heal the outside


Lost by CarelessnessLost by CarelessnessLost by Carelessness
A shiny piece of silver lost in a sea of blood a heart broken, shattered begging to be repaired love once sweet with passion turned to bitter hatred a hand reaching out
with no one to take hold darkness closing in strangling out the light a beautiful soul lost because no one cared enough to see


RegretRegretRegret
Everyday passes by they really know how to fly the path I chose to take has finally dug me a grave deep into the ground I know now, but far too late that I am very bound to the life I have chosen I'd give it back if I could exchange it for the one I lost -the one I still mourn
| Mending with Ink is about what poetry does. It frees me. It heals even the deepest wounds. Gives me a safe place to say how I really feel. It also tells what happens when I'm "not allowed" to write. |
| My name's Meg. I'm fifteen and live in the middle of nowhere. I sing, play the piano, and love to read and write(mostly poetry). I go to a strange high school, very diverse student body. I'm waiting to be out of school. I don't really belong there(don't fit in). I'm not the typical teenage girl. I can't wait til after school, to get married and have a life. I'm what you'd consider a loner. I don't get along well in my family. I go to church(baptist), but right now I'm supremely far away from God. Except for this my life is extremely boring. I write to keep myself alive. I gives me freedom. It gives me a voice. And it lets me take off my "mask" and be myself. I hope you like my work and find whatever it is you're looking for in life. |
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This is Jenny from school! ^^ I didn't know you had a dA! xD
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"No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.” - Alice Walker
just gotof curiosity howd you find it
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"No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.” - Alice Walker
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<3
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And living's just a waste of death.
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I'm sorry my conscience called in sick again.
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You say "Emo" like it's a bad thing!
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