okay. for one. i am about to cry. but im dead inside, so i can't. it was really good and deep, and a reader can feel the emotions in this. the only things are spelling and grammar stuff. and who really cares about that anyways? (:
Amy darling,
It must've been difficult for you to write about your dad, and I don't have anything to add to that. I think everyone thinks that they don't care as much as they should about the death of a relative, especially if it is your father. After awhile though you do put up a shield and that's what makes you think that (like you said in your last stanza). Oh God, I'm rambling on turning into the people I hate.
I'm not going to give you anymore of whatever that crap I just wrote is cause who am I to talk to you about your father? All I can say is I'm extremely sorry.
However, going onto the poem, I loved it. I'm glad you didn't make it an extremely depressing poem from every angle. There's a brighter side (ish) and a more sad/dark side. And you didn't beat yourself up in it either. I have to say that you did have an error in spelling (weather when it should be whether) but that's all I saw. I like all the questions you asked as well because it didn't make you do all the thinking and it left each reader with their own personal thoughts about this poem, their fathers, relatives deaths, and more. Someone might've read this and it could've been an epiphany, and to others it could help them with their own struggles. Any piece of art should be worth a thousand words, not just a picture, and yours defiantly is and more. Thanks for letting me into your mind Amye =D (you still should spell your name like that!)
Very nice Amy!
The poem held a lot of detail, it almost remids me of a prose poem sort of thing. A lot of emotion was put into this, it seems. I love it :)
Brilliant
-Pokie
Society tells us how we should react to certain situations, and that if we do not, then we are the odd ones. However, if we stand back and look, we will find that NOT having the "normal" reaction is more normal than odd. We must all face, and bare our suffering in away that will keep us sane. No matter what anyone else thinks.