Anhelica Velasqsuez

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Poetic Depression - Poem by Anhelica Velasqsuez

My emotions are numb
who here has teh upper hand?
i dont understand
i cant feel, and nothing here rhymes.
To write do i really need bad times?
my poems are dull
they sink in the bottomless pit
they seem to be drowning
they seem too unfit,
My poetry must be depressed.
My verry own emotioins surpressed,
But thiers are so low,
thier traped, my pencil wont let them go,
they cut thier own words,
right out of thier stanzas
dripping bad litterature
like an emo's blood on her arm,
Yes, My poems are depressed,
because my emotions are surpressed.
Im in the middle of a poetic depression.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I will admit, this really is a rather strange poem. But no matter how it sounds im not the one that is depressed here, its my words they'r pretty sad or dissapointed because im emotionless i no longer feel that pain i did, nor that crushing happiness. Durring my own real depression was when my words flowed the best, in this poem the situation is ironically different. when i was horrable and in a depression my words were wonderfull, now when my words are in thier 'depresion' my words are now described as horrable and im substantial. when i wrote this i couldnt feel strong emotions thats why i wrote it. my words arent really moving not really making progrsss much like i was in my verry real one. ergo the point.
and dont get me wrong i was not making fun of emos.. i have actually been where they are. im not saying anything real negative, just using a simile.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 18, 2012

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