Biography of Tsai TheTruthSeeker
I have been home schooled for about two years, i have one brother who is older than me, and two parents who love me very much. I have lots of pets and some very good friends. I love writing, especially poetry. I tend to write sad poetry for that is when i feel most like writing. For me, poetry is like a page of a diary for people to see. I have been writing for only about a year, but am loving it more and more. I wish to become a writer, something that my mother always wished to become but instead became a wife and mother. She is such an inspiration to me. As are lots of accomplished writers. I am writing my first novel now, and wish to have it finished by my eighteenth birthday. It would be a dream to one day have my work published but that is far off. One of my favorite poets is Shel Silverstein, because he has such wisdom. His poems speak to me about more than their words. In each poem i find something that helps me in every day of my life. I love feedback on my poems, so please, don't worry about being harsh, i need all the constructive criticism anyone grants my the pleasure of having. Thank you! ^_^
Tsai TheTruthSeeker Poems
As I Lay, Dieing...
Big sister waiting in the only chair, crying. At me she keeps on eyeing. Dad is still in the corner, sighing. I have no strength left for shying.
As You Said You Would...
I reach my hand over, To try and find the edge, Theres nothing there. Nothing to hold onto,
'You don't feel our pain, We don't know your gain, I know I'm going insane, Its a shame....
Go Back To Hell, Freak.
We walked by, Every single day. There she would be, Leanin' 'gainst that wall.
Deaths Best Friend
One day, i was alone, Walking down an empty street, Just for the heck of it, And i wondered...
Am I Good Enough For You Now?
Close my eyes, Wish it was over. Don't look now, Don't look yet,
All I See.
Tortured eyes, Made of stone. Time flies, Make me known!
I Love The Way I Hate
I love the rain, For it hides my tears. I love the thunder, For it hides my screams.
The Most Beautiful Thing In The World...
She's so beautiful, She's so thin, She's so perfect, She's the most beautiful thing in the world.
As I Lay, Dieing...
Big sister waiting in the only chair, crying.
At me she keeps on eyeing.
Dad is still in the corner, sighing.
I have no strength left for shying.
Mom's no longer defying.
Please, everyone, stop trying.
The nurses are done supplying.
Everyone has stopped their lying.