The Writers Life

The writers life.
Wow.
What a complex, daring life to live.
One life I would like to call my own.
Writing, for me, is the ultimate escape from reality.
When I write I can express inner most thoughts and feelings and make them come alive and speak to me as soon as I touch my pencil to the paper.
My pencil is like a magic wand.
I can create and destroy words, I can will them to life and easily erase their existence.
Writing has a big impact in my life.
When I write I escape my life and enter into another, another world, another person's existence.
Writing is something I cannot live without.
When asked "Must I Write?" a question posed by Rainer Maria Rilke in 'Letters to a Young Poet' my answer is simply, I Must.
For if I did not write all chaos would break loose in my life and my very existence would crumble down to nothing.
If there is anything I have learned so far with my time spent in Mr. Carnovales third period grade 12 Writers Craft course it is that I am starting to learn and uncover more and more things about myself each time I begin to write.
I am transforming each class, each day I am present in third period, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
If you have not written your thoughts, feelings down before, you must
Writing will open up a new portal for you and your life.
It will give your life purpose, something to strive for, to life for.
Writing will help you cope with all the hard times in your life, it will allow you to be in control of your life.
It has worked for me.

Solitude

I am alone
In complete solitude
It is silent
Dead silent
My thoughts are spinning around in my head,
dancing like brightly coloured leaves in the autumn dusk
Complete isolation
Here, I am myself
Here, in this solitude,
I am truly happy.

Hello & Good-bye

HELLO
My name is Mr. Coniving, deceiving
I'm a trickster, and I play the game well
I use you, abuse you, until theres nothing left
Got you hooked on crack
Got you begging for more
Sit down bitch, get off my back
You're nothing but a whore
Now i gotta leave, gotta hustle more fools
That's what i'm about and I do it the best
So see ya later dopey,
Bye for now, don't worry I'll be back.


I am leaving forever
You will not see my face again
This face that has betrayed you,
stranded you,
left you crying,
alone
tears streaming down your face every night cause i'm no longer there
but I cannot hear you
for I will never return
but please believe me when I say I love you,
you are my daughter,
my baby girl,
I love you so dearly
I am so sorry but,
GOODBYE

Illusions

Magic is all illusions
Smoke and mirrors
A twisting of the senses
Make believe, fantasy
Magic tricks you
urging you to believe in something that is not possible
Magic deceives you
Magic turns your simple reality into something incredible
Painted faces, imagination
Magic hides its truth behind a convincing mask
Tricks played on the mind
Deception
Fake
Magic fools you, leaves you stranded begging for more
Magic comes in beautiful forms
not one of them true
Magic is something I miss in my life, for I have never known true magic...
Until I met you

Dedicated to: Debbie & Larissa