writers block.

before i moved to visalia i had a pretty easy going time when it came to writting.
i moved to visalia and started adjusting and started wrtitting a bit. and it was good. i than started having a hard time writting UNTIL... the summer.

i started finally being able to write after i started talking to and old friend, i got inspired by his short story. i wrote one short story that wasn't good. than i wrote a few that were quite good. and i was happy about those. two of the short stories were dictated from some twisted dreams i've had and i meshed them together.

so since the summer i havent written anything that i was really all that happy about.
last tuesday i wrote something, a psudo-song and it needed A LOT of polishing.

today i wrote something and im happy with it.
i dont know if what i write and my style are poems, but i'd like to think they're at least along the lines of a poem.

anyway, i love sharing my writting. so here's what i wrote today:


-Heart Surgery-
Cold Cold Cold
My body lay still.
One Two Three
Eyes grow heavy.
Snip Snip Snip
Open me up
As I lay stiff.
Crack Crack Crack
There go my ribs.
You want to analyze
My heart;
See what makes it move.
You can't figure me out
But you've
Riped me open and
have torn me apart.
Stitch Stitch Stitch
Stitch me back up.
Leave me be.
Let the warm blankets
Wake me up slowly
As I contemplate
Your return.