Greetings

[xobeulb]

Hello All,
To begin, i am a male highschool student in south-west United States. Basically, I broke up (mistake) with my girlfriend of 2.5 years and well, shit got bad. thrown back into a lifestyle of drugs and depression, I write. read, enjoy, & learn.
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Letter to a Dialtone
my pain is never enough for you. my tears never real enough. I never have no troubles, because they are not your own. But when you size up two separate lives, separate hearts, and separate minds, you will never see what is bigger. all that matters is that moment that they are next to each other. that moment. now you seek elsewhat. you realized i am not a real person. that deep down inside i will not match your troubled soul. truth disclosed you couldnt be more wrong, truth be disclosed you wont be happy, you cant be happy. i wash my faith with pathetic tears and mend my broken plastic heart. I become whatever you think i am. you make me this tin-man. i am pathetic because you told me i am. i lit this joint so that IT could be the reason you dont hold me. I hurt myself so i dont feel your pain, because this pathetic boy will always miss your closed mind, and always love your closed heart.
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[**Deja_Claire_Voyant**]

Wow, now that one is REALLY GOOD.
Theres so much talent coming from the Bluelighters. I never have really hung out in WORDS before..but wow. I really liked your poem, my names Andi (girl andi) and I just wanna say WeLcOmE to BLUELIGHT!
P.S. I reeeeeaaaalllly liked your poem. I have felt feelings like that before in past relationships.
*andi*

 

[xobeulb]

thanks for the praise, i'd like to post more when i finish rewriting/editing. feedback is always wonderful, especially when you constantly question the worth of your writing.

 

[Mellabopper]

definitely some good stuff

but aside from your writing - let me tell you a bit of what i've learned... you're still in high school... everyone changes after high school and 99% of the time high school relationships will not work out. i wouldnt get too worked up over it. there's always more out there.

Mella

 

[fizzygirl]

I become whatever you think i am. you make me this tin-man. i am pathetic because you told me i am. i lit this joint so that IT could be the reason you dont hold me...

oh the things we do to ourselves, mentally and beyond

very nice