FoolsErin
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Basically the title, I guess. Expect poetry or some shit soon.
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FoolsErin
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I thought up some haikus!
Enigma
Enigma is me
Because all my peers see is a
Sad autistic girl
Nonsense
Haikus don’t have to
Make any sort of sense at all
Velociraptor
Counting
I have to count lots
Of syllables for haikus
It’s very trying
These are just quick things I threw together so this thread wouldn’t be empty. Not my best work in my opinion.
Enigma
Enigma is me
Because all my peers see is a
Sad autistic girl
Nonsense
Haikus don’t have to
Make any sort of sense at all
Velociraptor
Counting
I have to count lots
Of syllables for haikus
It’s very trying
These are just quick things I threw together so this thread wouldn’t be empty. Not my best work in my opinion.
FoolsErin
when you at the when you you when the
Here's some poetry I thought up!
Beauty
We're supposedly surrounded by beautiful things
Shining jewels adorning elegant rings
Jewelry made of shining metal
Flowers with many a colorful petal
Birds song, shining seas, blue skies
But some can't see them, regardless of however much they have tried
Their minds are set on the sadness inside
Thought up this one on the spot, not my favorite one.
Else
I don't want to be the autistic girl
I've got to have another role in this world
Tried being smart, but it ended up getting taken
Tried being an artist, but my drawings looked as bad as charred bacon
Tried being funny, but my jokes fell flat
Thought about being bad, but I knew I was better than that
Thought about singing, but I didn't want to join the choir
So I still have one big unfulfilled desire
I don't want to be remembered as the dumb special ed girl
I want to be known as something else in this world
But my place has apparently been set in stone
I don't want or need constant help, please leave me alone
I'm aware girl and world don't rhyme. It just sounds nice that way and a poem doesn't have to rhyme entirely.
Blessed
My peers are all so blessed
Able to find things they do best
Sports, drawing, finding many an odd clover
At least they weren't screwed over
Meanwhile, I was born wrong in the head
Never developed the starting skills, am struggling to build them now, and wish I were dead
Beauty
We're supposedly surrounded by beautiful things
Shining jewels adorning elegant rings
Jewelry made of shining metal
Flowers with many a colorful petal
Birds song, shining seas, blue skies
But some can't see them, regardless of however much they have tried
Their minds are set on the sadness inside
Thought up this one on the spot, not my favorite one.
Else
I don't want to be the autistic girl
I've got to have another role in this world
Tried being smart, but it ended up getting taken
Tried being an artist, but my drawings looked as bad as charred bacon
Tried being funny, but my jokes fell flat
Thought about being bad, but I knew I was better than that
Thought about singing, but I didn't want to join the choir
So I still have one big unfulfilled desire
I don't want to be remembered as the dumb special ed girl
I want to be known as something else in this world
But my place has apparently been set in stone
I don't want or need constant help, please leave me alone
I'm aware girl and world don't rhyme. It just sounds nice that way and a poem doesn't have to rhyme entirely.
Blessed
My peers are all so blessed
Able to find things they do best
Sports, drawing, finding many an odd clover
At least they weren't screwed over
Meanwhile, I was born wrong in the head
Never developed the starting skills, am struggling to build them now, and wish I were dead
FoolsErin
when you at the when you you when the
Here's something I wrote for a roleplay. I think it's well written, and it didn't really get a lot of attention where it was originally posted, so here it is. To be honest I'm glad I left that roleplay. I came into it hoping for long-ish responses containing superhero action, and all I got was a one-liner filled slice of life.
Jennifer slid her keycard on the pad next to the lab door. She took a deep breath, expecting to see her husband hunched over his work as he had when she left him. As the metallic door slid open, she instead saw a veil of darkness that had settled across the room. The lights were off for whatever reason. Only half-surprised, Jennifer let out her breath in an annoyed huff and took a step forward to turn on the lights. Her shoe made a thick, disgusting squishing noise. Cringing inwardly, she hustled a few steps backward and looked down. She had just stepped in a pile of purplish black ooze. Giving a small shudder, she crept carefully back forward and flicked on the lights. The light brought the full horrific sight into clear view. All but two of the overhead lights were cracked and broken, the lab a total mess. Across everything was the same purplish black ooze. Lying half-hazard in the midst of it was her husband's lab coat, severely stained and coated with the same gak. Jennifer put her hand to her mouth, her breath brought to a rhythm of shaking fear. "What the hell....?" She whispered to herself, trying to come up with scenarios where this could've happened. With a trembling hand, she pulled her phone out of her lab coat pocket and dialed a familiar number. As the ringing broke into the typical greeting from the person on the other end, Jennifer swallowed and answered in her calmest voice, "N-Natalia? A-About your b-brother....You...really...need..to see this..."
Jennifer slid her keycard on the pad next to the lab door. She took a deep breath, expecting to see her husband hunched over his work as he had when she left him. As the metallic door slid open, she instead saw a veil of darkness that had settled across the room. The lights were off for whatever reason. Only half-surprised, Jennifer let out her breath in an annoyed huff and took a step forward to turn on the lights. Her shoe made a thick, disgusting squishing noise. Cringing inwardly, she hustled a few steps backward and looked down. She had just stepped in a pile of purplish black ooze. Giving a small shudder, she crept carefully back forward and flicked on the lights. The light brought the full horrific sight into clear view. All but two of the overhead lights were cracked and broken, the lab a total mess. Across everything was the same purplish black ooze. Lying half-hazard in the midst of it was her husband's lab coat, severely stained and coated with the same gak. Jennifer put her hand to her mouth, her breath brought to a rhythm of shaking fear. "What the hell....?" She whispered to herself, trying to come up with scenarios where this could've happened. With a trembling hand, she pulled her phone out of her lab coat pocket and dialed a familiar number. As the ringing broke into the typical greeting from the person on the other end, Jennifer swallowed and answered in her calmest voice, "N-Natalia? A-About your b-brother....You...really...need..to see this..."
FoolsErin
when you at the when you you when the
Jealousy
Often times I feel I'm not good enough
That I fall short and I'm not up to snuff
It's not helped by how much better others seem to do
Piles of good ratings, long paragraphs, beautiful drawings, more I could say but don't want to
Maybe I should be using it as something that drives me forward
But it just fills my eyes with tears, my vision blurred
Often times I feel I'm not good enough
That I fall short and I'm not up to snuff
It's not helped by how much better others seem to do
Piles of good ratings, long paragraphs, beautiful drawings, more I could say but don't want to
Maybe I should be using it as something that drives me forward
But it just fills my eyes with tears, my vision blurred
FoolsErin
when you at the when you you when the
Dreams
Once I dreamed I could be fit
Discovered I didn't like exercise, that I'd rather sit
Once I dreamed I could be an artist, someday animate
Drawings looked so bad I'd rather have a blank slate
Once dreamed I could be a gamer
Didn't have the perseverance to finish a solo one, in multiplayer couldn't have been tamer
Once I dreamed I could be a muscian
Hated piano lessons, had no patience for a ukulele, didn't want to sing in a group, there was failure with every last plan
So I threw my dreams in the trash, settled for mediocrity
All because I couldn't handle the fact things like that took time and tenacity.
Now here I am writing this poem to express my self-disappointment.
A wound on my confidence that can't heal, no matter what ointment
I write these rhymes not in dream, but to vent
Failure has left in my hope of the future a dent
Once I dreamed I could be fit
Discovered I didn't like exercise, that I'd rather sit
Once I dreamed I could be an artist, someday animate
Drawings looked so bad I'd rather have a blank slate
Once dreamed I could be a gamer
Didn't have the perseverance to finish a solo one, in multiplayer couldn't have been tamer
Once I dreamed I could be a muscian
Hated piano lessons, had no patience for a ukulele, didn't want to sing in a group, there was failure with every last plan
So I threw my dreams in the trash, settled for mediocrity
All because I couldn't handle the fact things like that took time and tenacity.
Now here I am writing this poem to express my self-disappointment.
A wound on my confidence that can't heal, no matter what ointment
I write these rhymes not in dream, but to vent
Failure has left in my hope of the future a dent
FoolsErin
when you at the when you you when the
Uncomfortable Question
Is it company
That I enjoy from others or
is it attention?
(my creative barrel is dry lately, lmao)
Is it company
That I enjoy from others or
is it attention?
(my creative barrel is dry lately, lmao)
Enigmatic
Just a dream away...
(I apologize in advance if this was not meant for any responses. I really enjoyed your poetry and wanted to chime in with some of my own. Please don't hesitate to let me know if this is not okay and I will gladly remove it. This is my dramatic adaptation of the "creative process")
Creativity
Creativity is a magical gift
One that allows you to see beyond like looking through a rift
But although it's beauty can seem unmatched
Its walls are tainted with self-doubt unhatched
Layer upon layer of insecurity and resentment
Like peeling an onion your core is presented
You hide and you sulk in fear of rejection
When the only real enemy is your own reflection
But something inside you burns for more
Your soul is lifted and you continue to soar
A new day comes and with it comes peace
Your words are whole again; a lift in the crease
The words begin to flow and the brush begins to sway
The enigmatic sounds begin to lift you away
You become immortal as you begin to transcend
Your mind, your heart, your spirit as they blend
Creativity
Creativity is a magical gift
One that allows you to see beyond like looking through a rift
But although it's beauty can seem unmatched
Its walls are tainted with self-doubt unhatched
Layer upon layer of insecurity and resentment
Like peeling an onion your core is presented
You hide and you sulk in fear of rejection
When the only real enemy is your own reflection
But something inside you burns for more
Your soul is lifted and you continue to soar
A new day comes and with it comes peace
Your words are whole again; a lift in the crease
The words begin to flow and the brush begins to sway
The enigmatic sounds begin to lift you away
You become immortal as you begin to transcend
Your mind, your heart, your spirit as they blend
FoolsErin
when you at the when you you when the
Gah! This sunk like a rock because of inactivity and the subforum merge. I’ll try to keep the thread afloat with a poem at some point this weekend.
