OK, I'll give mine a try. I thought this could be made a thread, but As long as it keeps this thread going....
My early writing was... very basic. And usually dealing with my interpersonal relationship, moresoever a certain girl I loved (And I still care for...) back in the day. However, as pure as all that was, my writing was... meh. Pretty meh. It was never posted, so I'll add it here:
FIRST ATTEMPT:
Lost and freezing
Convinced of nothing
seeking for answers that
never existed at all.
Breathing,
Losing all chances of warmth
In the gears of wise
Clockwork hearts
Burning, Crushed
inside, broke apart,
and just fading away...
Ugh, the angst. Now, check this other piece, which was angst^5. All the notations are as I wrote them:
ANGST
1 2 3 go
why! survive! death isn't bad at all
malformation? Disintegration?
Anyway I was feeling down tonight
So turn of the lights, turn on the sound
and go..... away.
Turn out the sound, turn the light back on
and stay............ right here...
aloooooooooooooone....
Panic and screaming your heart away
Your throat just slashed off
the winRAB of slamming fire
against the wall, your flesh
Resisting to come on to us...
And now, I'm gone. My spirit feels crushed
And my knees just hurt us all...
Agh. It even hurts when read as retreospective.
I have plenty more, I suppose, but it's waaaaaay too long and unnecesary to post. It's basically an extension of all you've read so far.
Then, the posts came on. I started with a rambly poem, and then an angsty, pointless poem:
Moody song #3 or something
Sea's Den
that was a word game. I was still a bit confused over what I wanted and what I was meaning... wow. Looking back I was waaay angry.
The first signal of semi-good writing was
A note in the mist, which was more thoroughly thought, and I guess I kinda left myself less lose. Then I started using more vocabulary, and it's all been downhill from there.
HIGHLIGHTS:
It's the shadows
Gemini sister
Ticks and soliloquies
I guess that's about it.