| — | Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls (via tastemeimwasted) |
just starting off simple. trying to get back into the groove of how to use this again or what I did.
well here it goes:
I guess it;s the simple things that make poetry sound good or bad.
We try so hard to make it be the one that when within ourselves we deny our true potential.
The responsibility of poetry is to make the writer feel good and not mad.
I give up on trying to make it be “the right one” my words are my voice and they are speaking simple english.
Read my words don’t listen to them and then maybe someday I can be understood.
