So it took me quite a bit longer for the poetry than the serial stories. I guess short stories are easier for me to rattle off. Poetry truly needs emotion behind its words, which means if I’m happy and busy and distracted, I find I can’t put the tears on the paper.
Without looking back in my posts to see where I thought of this serial poetry idea, I’m going to guess it was easily a month ago.
I’m going to run these, every other day while I revamp my website
Without further ado, I present to you
Serial Open (pre-one, or zero? I don’t know, it’s also one that you’re getting raw written now)
Somedays I feel it would be easier
Easier without you, without her, without them
Them over there, judging and ridicouling
Her over there, who caused our fights
You over there, with the words you throw
Me over here, with my brain drowning me
I think, maybe that’s the easy way
then there’s no thoughts, no cries, no fights, no spites
Without me, there would be no issue with her
Without me, there would be no nothing