PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

This is the VERY first poem I have documented. I do not know where my first poem I wrote on a scrap of paper went though. But this is the very first one I wrote in my poem book on 9/17/97, I was 15 at the time. Be kind with criticism, I was young and was not polished by any means.

~mar.2

This is probably my favorite poem I've written. It really did explain my feelings, and still sort of does. At times, when I want to pull away and leave everything and everyone behind and live in a world with only myself and challenges I can face, this is how I say it. I wrote this on the way home from EFY in the car with David actually. He sat in the front and I was in the middle, so I just sat there and wrote. We had gotten into a bad fight before EFY, then had no choice but to spend the week with each other, so afterward, we were sort of friends again, but I kept wanting to tell myself and him as well that I was just...pulling away. There was no use in trying again.

I wrote this poem when I was 13 years old, so it's pretty explicit and it's not particularly profound. Oh well.