It's been awhile.. so here ya go. :)

I was sitting here scrolling through blogs on myspace. I know! Right!

Well, I had decided that I would write a poem. You know, because I used to write poetry all the time. That was my writing ability. Poetry. Everybody loved it. I realized something tonight, though.

It's harder than I thought it was.

When I was in high school that was my thing. Poetry. Poems just came so easily. And now. Yeah! Right! I don't see that happening anymore. Which is sad. I sat down and grabbed paper and a pen, because you know, I have a bunch of paper and pens throughout this house.

Well, I failed. I didn't write a poem. I apparently cannot write them anymore.

To be honest though. My poetry was so depressing. Sad. Always about something that doesn't really, you know, brighten up your day. No sunflowers dancing around with butterflies ontop of clouds. No singing in the rain. No new romance to drool over. Just pure sadness. Death. Suicide. Tears. Pain.

That's when it hit me! Like a ton of bricks falling through my roof and hitting my big toe. I'm a depressing person. Which is so sad. That may explain so much. But what I wonder, why am I so depressing? Not like I sit around all day contemplating suicide. Used to, but I grew out of it? Didn't I? I don't sit around all day crying. No, I don't. I wait until I'm talking to my brother about radio stations and where their located, then I ball my eyes out.

And before you leave some comment saying "oh I thought you were done with myspace?" I lied. I do that a lot. You'll get over it.

Love until later.

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Comment by Krymsen Tears on November 13, 2009 at 3:27pm: It's probably true. I do my best work while being depressed, and these days I just don't seem to be THAT depressed anymore. I lost the ability to write poetry, but gained the ability to write a story, so I guess I'm doing good. :)

Comment by Diamond on November 13, 2009 at 8:25am: I used to write a lot in high school too and then now I can't seem to do it unless something happens to me to provoke the feelings. Odd, but that tends to be when you write your best. Maybe you aren't necessarily a person who is depressed all the time but your depressing work is what you do best?

Comment by AnGella on November 13, 2009 at 5:40am: Yep, I find myself stumbling for words some days where once I was not too bad. Might be my solitude, but then there may be time for it again further down the road.

Comment by Krymsen Tears on November 13, 2009 at 5:22am: Through the years it just seems to get in the way. Or, I'm not as smart as I used to be. LOL