Rambling - 5/17/2016

I don't really know why I'm making this post, nor who I'm making it for, but it feels like I have to.

I think I'm depressed. That sounds so boring, so droll and cliché. Like, who isn't depressed these days, and, who fucking cares? Well, for me, right now, it's a big deal.

I haven't felt so bad in such a long time. I know why I'm feeling this way, or, at the very least, I can make an educated guess as to the reason and land pretty close to the mark. But, that's really irrelevant because the biggest issue, the thing I'm struggling with the most is that this shouldn't be happening. I know it's naive to think that medication can fix everything, but for the most part it has. Of course, it hasnt been the medication alone, I've worked my ass off to get where I am, but it's done a lot to stabilize my mood, helping to keep me on the right track to continue improving myself.

I feel like I've fallen down again, and if I can't get up soon, I may never be able to.

E.K.

The Two; II

This is the second in an ongoing series of poems.

The Two; II

The house was a blue,

A special kind,

Soft and sweet and inviting.

Old,

The blue was old, too,

Not in the way that the paint was chipping and falling,

But the color itself just felt,

Old.

Even now,

Standing at the front door,

Beside him,

She didn't really know what to make of the boy.

But, she knew,

She knew right away that she was in love with that house,

In love with that blue.

And when she walked inside,

She fell in love with the faded yellow walls,

Too.

Gently, he pushed the door closed,

A click in the door frame behind them.

She stood frozen next to him,

Eyes surveying the house,

Much the way they had him,

And when he peered,

Carefully,

Into those eyes,

He mistook the love in them,

For his own.

-E.K. 

The Two; I

This is the first of an ongoing series of poems currently comprised of three chapters. It tells the story of two teenage lovers over the course of their relationship; this is their first meeting. Enjoy!!

The Two; I

They stood a foot apart,

Nose to nose,

It seemed from the side and a few yards out.

He peered at her,

Barely,

From behind a pair of red-shaded sunglasses.

Her lips were like an ashen rose,

Pale,

But vital.

They part,

“You're sure intimidating.”,

She said, studying him,

Eyes surveying him like a grid pattern laid across his body.

He laughed,

But not a serious one,

More like a half,

And he said,

“Me? I'm the least Intimidating person you could ever know.”

He paused,

A breeze passed between them,

And then a smile crept across his thin lips,

And studying him again,

She waited.

“I suppose that's why I gotta look it.”

A moment,

Two,

She stepped back an inch,

Then two,

And she said,

“Well, you certainly do.”

-E.K.

A Hello!

Hi! My name is Emma, this is my first post on this blog and I'm going to use it as a little introduction, a way to give a little information about me and the blog I intend to run.

Well, first of all I'll tell you a little about me. I'm 19, I live in Colorado, I'm a bit of a writer and I occasionally dabble in the visual arts as well. Skateboarding is my first and greatest love, but writing is a a heavy-weight contender, where that's concerned I focus mostly on poetry, but I write fiction and political commentary as well.

As far as this blog is concerned, I think the main focus will be critical analysis concerning anything that catches my eye and sticks in my head, but I'll mainly be focusing on books, comics and music - across all genres. Alongside that, I will probably post my poetry from time to time as well as other pieces - a short story here, a bit of philosophy there and most likely more than a few journal entries just concerning my day-to-day.

Well, I think that about covers it, welcome to Emma's Nook, I hope you enjoy your time with me!