Poetry Of A Head Case

Poetry from a kid in a rough time in his life, has bi-polar and writes to help himself out.

Monday, August 22, 2011

I once saw a cat

Who was really fat

It just sat

Cause he’s a cat

All this poetry belongs to Kenny S. at 1:24 AM

Kenny S.: Hi, my name is Kenny. I am 21 years old. I just started writing poetry in September 2010 and I love it. I'm going through a lot of rough times lately in life, writing helps me cope with life to some degree. I'm really nice and caring, I probably care too much. I get into deep dark holes that are hard to get out of, so I write, letting people know in words what it is like being so low during life. But on the other hand I love writing positive poems that make others and myself warm inside. I like writing good poems more than evil poems, but I write both cause it's who I am. If you read I hope you get something out of it, thanks, Kenny S.

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MY GREAT STORY

10/22/08= Tangled Up In Blue Half of a family size bottle of Tylenol, next, two prescriptions of Trazedone. Listening to Bob Dyl...
To Blogger People

I’m intimidated by you critics All of you in your own clicks Question, where do I fit I don’t know, I always complicate it ...
I Don't Want Them To Know

What happens when you get caught Everyone you’ve fought Don’t want anyone to know Any part of your show Especially those deep, dark secrets...
GONE, GONE, GONE

Sleeping softly Beauty forever Charming men Love, happiness, bliss Where did you go My heart aches for you I’ve lost the truth Of what life...
Destination: Cali

Long highways of desert fields Excitement builds Cali, I’m on my way So excited to play I’m meeting up with my best friend Spencer H. and K...

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