october15twenty18
(general info: all titles of poems are underlined, but my personal favorites are also in italics.)
I couldn't wait, so I'm doing it today.
I started writing poetry on October 17 (technically October 16, because it was past midnight), 2016, and it quicklu became one of the few comforts of life that I could regularly and safely indulge in.
a year ago, I was in a horrible place. I started Millions in the midst of a great tragedy, and it only worsened. you can see in my words that I haven't been okay for a long time.
I had hoped that this book would be a place where I could shed my pain with my words and help myself heal. I only did this partly - the task was too great for me to accomplish in such little time.
There are some things that have improved over the last year - I've come out, I started high school, I've met some wonderful people, I feel challenged in school... I'm really doing better than I was a year ago.
I still feel shitty, and I'll need more time to recover from what happened - it's quite a strange situation. and besides That Tragedy, there's plenty of other chaos to spin into poetry.
from the bottom of my heart, I thank those that have been there since the beginning. your encouragement and support helps me keep writing and brightens my days. I am eternally grateful.
the next book will be called Don't Try, keeping with the Gerard Way theme. it's a song woven out of poetry itself, so I hope that it will bless my words with its beauty.
Don't Try will be up shortly with the first poem. if you didn't have a chance to comment in the last chapter, comment HERE and I will tag you in the first chapter when it is posted. otherwise, it can be found on my profile.
sincerely,
ryan

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Millions [Poetry]
Poetrya collection of words describing specific pain. my poetry doesn't follow any rules. my style may change but the words remain insane. ✨minimal to no cursing✨depression✨anxiety✨ hopeless romantic babble✨ proceed with caution. 2017-2018