Sunday's suck ballsac!

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god do i ever hate sundays! alls i've done is clean, a bit of cooking, laundry and homework! now i'm drinking beer trying to decide if i should rewrite all my poems into another book, cause my daughter dumped nail polish remover over every poem i've ever written. i almost cried, so i bought a new book, but i don't feel like rewritting them. my friend had suggested that maybe i should forget about my emotional state last year and throw all my poems out cause they are so dark. :rolleyes: like i'd ever do that. so ya, thats my evening, staring at my old book of poetry trying to decide if i wanna rewrite them tonight or not. YAY! i have such an exciting life.:happysad:
 
Sunday is one of my days off now, so I cherished it. Met up with one friend, got called by another unexpectedly so there were two more people with us. One of them took an acid tab. We went to Best Buy, the mall, music stores...good times.

Fell asleep pretty shortly after getting home.
 
Why not rewrite the poems ? If you don't you may want them at some later date and be Shit Outta Luck . You can always burn them symbolically later if you want . Maybe going through them will help you gain perspective , you can see if you moving forward or falling behind ? What the fuck do I know !

Now if I had a tab of acid my sunday would be much more fun .
 
Sorry to hear about your poetry. It's usually hard to rewrite, though, because poetry is a very in-the-moment, very immediate form of communication. It's often hard to recapture your emotional state. I find rewriting it feels less effective, kinda fraudulent. Maybe you should restart it.

But I'll agree with you ... Sunday's suck. Of course, Mondays are no picnic, either. Come to think of it, Tuesdays aren't exactly a walk in the park. For that matter, Wednesdays ....;)
 
FINALLY! i know, i could never recapture the moment in time that i worte them, although i wouldn't want to cause i was pretty sad back then.
i looked through my book the next day, you can still read them and they are not lost forever to me. YAY!:thumbsup:
 
I agree that you can't really re-write the poetry. When I write poetry it tends to be to get something out of me that I feel right at that moment. Most of the time I don't even like to read them after the time has passed. I don't like to re-live it, although sometimes it is theraputic.

If I were in the position where my poetry had something spilt on it, I think I'd throw them away. But that's just me.
 
i don't re-read them unless i'm writing the poem for someone else, then i sadly attempt to clean them up. i do find my poetry therapudic as well, although i don't really think i have any tallent.
i could never throw out any of my poems, they are captured in a moment in time that ment something enough to inspire me to write a poem. all my poems i wrote last year were pretty sad, many tears spilled on the pages of my book. this year my poems are cheering up, and i actually have a little faith in myself again. i don't want to forget what i went through to get where i am, i don't want to forget my saddest times, nor do i ever want to lose those moments in time. so no i could never throw out what i wrote, i'm gonna salvage them into another book, but you can still read them just fine. i may leave them as they are, i don't want to really change anything.
 
You sound like a strong women. It is good sometimes to look back at how far we've come, yeh. I guess sometimes, wrongly or rightly, I find it easier to just throw out, pack up, and leave. Far away. Start again.

But I do always remember the sad times, and where I've come from. Hard not to really...
 
never good to run away and try to forget, i've tried that. no matter what happens the past always catches up to you. always better to try to solve it then move on once your satisfied. makes you a stronger person in the end.
 
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