Bad poetry I wrote as a teenager, Volume X
It's Earth Day, folks, and I tried really, really hard to post one of my Oh my God, y'all, you are like totally killing Mother Earth please stop poems, of which there are many. I can't do it just yet. I'm not ready for that level of mortification. Also not ready for anything involving Kurt Cobain or Operation Desert Storm. We'll get there someday, I promise.
This gem came after one of many breakups from my first boyfriend, Satan, at the tender age of 14. Note the sentence construction in the fourth line. It's magical. I'd do just about anything to make a good rhyme work.
I dreamed a million dreams that have now all died in vain
I tried to feign false happiness, I wanted it so bad
But I couldn't fight the tears, or the pain inside I had
We spent our time pretending and we never found the truth
My love will live eternally, but my heart will be healing soon
And someday I will open the door and love will walk right in
I've shut the gate on the past and it will never open again
But when I think of you, sorrow's tears still burn my eyes
But I'll never let one fall, and to you I say goodbye
I took him back a week later. Miss Volume IX? You can read it here, if you think you can handle it.
