I write poetry to explain my feelings, I could never really put my depression into words. One day I picked up a pencil and started writing. From that day forward I put all my emotions on paper. I have always been scared to let people read my poems, the things I write are deep and really depressing. Finally I got the nerve to let my best friend read my feelings and see her reaction. Scared to death at how she would react, I was shocked to hear the words she said next, "krysten you need to publish these poems! They are deep and emotional but they will touch the lives of people going through the same thing." After that day I became more comfortable with letting her read my poems. I then decided to write a poem for my boyfriend I had at the time. It took me four days to make it meet my approval. Then I let him read it. I will never forget the painful words that came next, "what is this crap? Did you write this? Throw this crap away!" It hurt so bad to hear that. I cried for days and when I stopped I decided to never write another poem again as long as I lived. It hurt so bad I had dreams that were so vivid it felt like it was happening again. I never understood why I let him keep me from what I loved most. Poetry is practically my life, why would I let someone take that from me? From this day forward I keep writing and I let my best friend read them, but one thing I will never do again is write a poem for a man that is just going to talk down on it. Dont ever let someone step between you and what you love, that one thing could be your only stronghold one day. What if you let someone take it? Where do you turn to then?
August 15, 2009