Biography
Hi, I am a 16 year old girl from Europe, who has just recently discovered the art of poetry.
Samples
Pain is not poetic What’s bad for your heart is good for your art, they say And it may be true that poetry is either about pain or love, Finding or losing a beloved one Thoughts and creativity, As a tool to convert them into words in a poem, Find me, not when I am at my absolute worst, never then They find me when I am feeling a bit down, disheartened, sad The kind of “there are tears in my eyes” and “I don’t want to face the world today” sad That’s, that’s when the words find me And I can let my heart bleed down onto paper But I have never created any art on my worst days, Not on the days when I feel like the entire world is crushing down on me, Not on the days filled with so much pain that I can’t breathe Because in these moments I can’t form a single coherent thought, Let alone manage to write it down My heart may be bleeding but I can’t put that pain into fresh words on paper On the days that I am trapped in my own mind All language leaves me So, tell me: is real pain, ocean-deep and suffocating pain good for my art? I would rather have my art suffer than my heart
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