I used to read love poems quite often when I was in the early stages of becoming a writer. They’re like the introductory section of a textbook. Simple, yet sweet, using basic literary devices in a way that’s easy to comprehend. It’s what everyone writes first. And that, in and of itself, is the problem. Continue reading ““Happy” Poetry Isn’t as Easy as It Looks”
I know it may not seem like it, especially when you’re having trouble loving yourself… But there’s always someone who cares a great deal about you. It’s entirely possible that you’re just having trouble seeing how much they care when everything else is clouding your vision… But I promise: the love is there.
I spent a good four years of my life (called high school) wondering who really cared about me and who didn’t. Of course, I always had my family by my side, but what was hard was figuring out which of my “friends” actually cared and which ones were only there because it was convenient for them. Continue reading “To the One Who Needs This Most”