What now?

I don't know what to talk about, unfortunately, which won't make for a very good post. What can I do to fix it this..? I turned the lights off, which helps, at leat I think it does, so it probably will.


Maybe we'll discuss poetry, although this just a personal post, not Poetry in General. I like poetry, I think language is probably the most powerful and useful creation that mankind can be credited with. Without language we would have nothing, because their would be no 'we', at least not as we know it. Modern society relies upon communication between groups and indiviuals, without language, the best society we could hope for would be tribes of people who live in huts.

So, back to poetry, I think poetry and song capture the power of language to unleash against us in an emotional assault, using nothing but the meaning our brain possesses for any particular word or sentence.

I used to write poetry but I find it a really arduous task most of the time. I never think anything I create is good enough, which it usually isn't because I can't pin down in my head exactly what I'm trying to communicate, and so I've lost the confidence needed to do it. But there's one thing I wrote that I quite like, I'll post it here:

Into the Night

You'll drop dead beautiful,
For your intravenous life span,
The first one's too powerful,
So bleeding's your escape plan,

It numbs the pain it causes,
The feeling as your skin tears,
For you it seems time pauses,
And your soul just a white flare,

Perhaps he cares about you,
Behind the scowling frown,
I'd like to try and help you,
But I can't bring you down,

You've drifted into darkness,
Just like the light outside,
You've broken from my harness,
In a shattered sleep you hide,

I won't be here when you wake up,
I've left to find myself,
Your glistening red has filled the cup,
I won't nurse you back to health,




But see, I don't think it's good enough.

But I'll post anyways.

Sorry folks, I'm tired and I, I want to go to bed