When I first started writing, it came out as poetry. I never knew how to write or even read poetry. I never bothered to learn because I didn’t think it’d be significant. Well, It was. I didn’t think I would find my passion so early and so easily. And I did. My senior year, my English teach was the best teach I ever had. I didn’t pay attention in all my other three classes, but in this one I felt drawn to. I was excited every time I went to her class. All her assignments were writing assignment (of course, she’s an English teacher), but her assignments dug a little deeper than the surface. Which made my creativity flow. I started writing on my own and showing her to read. She loved them and that only begin the months of me just writing and writing. I figured out I no longer wanted to be a forensic psychologist or a lawyer, but instead a writer. As I started writing more and more, using the pain I had stored in me, I had released it in a book. I only started to get more creative.
Music lyrics are like poetry, especially Lana Del Rey. I wrote my poetry or writings similar to her, not on purpose, but I believe we both feel so intensely the words come out beautifully. usually when I write, I write in or silence or the dead of night when words start popping up in my head. As I started to listen to music as I wrote, I intentionally made myself get into the energy of the song, but myself in their position and make me feel it. I’d re-write the song based of a lyric that I felt the most. Or I’d take the lyrics I really feel I could make something out of and rewrite it completely. This soon became my favorite way to write. I love that music and writings can both be interrupted any kind of way. What you feel may not be what I felt, but at least I felt something.
The next time you are having a blockage, listen to music as you write and feel that emotion from the sound of their voice.
Poem I Wrote From If I Die Young
Dawn
As we laid in the grass
With flowers surrounding us
Eyes never looking away
I can see in your eyes
You’re not okay
Its our last day
Maybe if we don’t speak
It’ll hurt a little less
We can’t seem move
Knowing once we go
We’ll forever have this bruise
As the night got colder
So did you shoulder
No longer looking at me
But staring into the trees
Eventually you got up
And that’s the last id
Hear of you
You couldn’t stay
A brand new feeling appeared
Its dark and I’m scared
No longer butterflies
They have died
Along with the flowers
The worms got the power
Its past dawn
And I still lie
Waiting for my reality
To just be a lie
The earth I am now part of
I close my eyes
To let the memories sink in
A hollow sound where love
Has been
As I once quaked for life
I let the quiet pain begin
Goodbye my old friend
This is where I end
Love Always, Dream Darling
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