Nov 13, 2001 20:49
Christ..my computer "crashed" tonight. The reason I put "crashed" in quotations is because it simply froze (like it normally does) but when I restarted, my D: was empty. I lost the most stuff in my family including 5 gigs of mp3's, all my e-bay shit (luckily some of it is backed up to my geocities account...snoogans), and ALL the programs I ever downloaded or installed. Those 5 gigs of mp3's are my biggest loss...I had about a thousand songs, but I guess it's my fault for not backing them up. One good thing came out of this: Now I don't have to worry about the Windows 2000 Professional installation screwing up my computer...because it's already phucked up!
All the poetry I've posted so far has been in my, what I like to call, vocabular imagery style. Here are two poems I wrote over the summer that are much simpler, do not use big words, and were a little more emotional for me.
"I Was Precious"
I had a big head,
I had messed up hair,
I was young and energetic,
I had a clean smile,
My teeth were crooked,
I played T-ball,
I was curious,
I had happy eyes,
My eyebrows were soft,
I had light freckles on my nose,
I was Jason,
I was safe,
I was clean,
I was Innocent,
I was precious.
"I want my mom to die slowly"
I want my Mom to die slowly, so I can tell her I love her.
I want my Mom to die slowly, so that I can tell her I care.
I want my Mom to die slowly, "It's not your fault." I would say.
I want my Mom to die slowly, so I can tell her I'm grateful.
I never meant to yell at you or make you wash the dishes.
I want my Mom to die slowly, so that I can hold her in my arms.
I wanter her to die slowly...so that I have time to cry.
And I conclude my journal with those.