Floating Leaves Surround
The young as they lay dreaming
Spring is here again
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These are my thoughts. Hopefully my songs of despair will help you realize the intrinsic value in yourself. Perhaps my sonnets of emotion will have a direct impact on your current situation.
Who is GTS?
- GTS
- Washington, DC, United States
- I prefer to remain anonymous. But I am by no means a cold shoulder. Feel free to interact with me, I'd love to hear from you!
Methods and Inspiration
GENERAL:
From time to time, I get emails from people asking about my perspective and my outlook on life. Let me say that I am not depressed or "emo" or anything like that. I am quite happy with myself, but need this outlet to "bleed" feelings into a medium.
METHOD: I do tend to keep things bottled up, and this is a valve to release the steam of life's frustrations. I achieve this by subjecting myself to emotional states; what you recieve is raw emotion. If anything, it is mood trapping and projecting at its most effective.
The downside to this method is that, like any other true empath, the energies can linger with me. Because of this phenomenon, my writings tend to be very draining. But in the end, it is worth it. I want you to feel the same pain I fell as I write.
INSPIRATION: At the end of each month, I will post what my specific inspiration was for each poem in the previous month. This is a nice way for you to understand my perspective, as well as read up on older poems and leave more comments!
FINAL THOUGHTS: Lastly, if you want me to link to you, please don't hesitate to contact me .
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Re-afterbirth
Leaves covered in Blood
Lay around the dying youth
Death is here again
-Satan
Satan,
Death can be fickle
As Tender as life itself
True Coexistance
Is that it?! Push the envelope my friend!
Inspiration:
This simple Haiku marks the day that I realize that I am over my ex.
The first line illustrates tranquility, while the second line alludes to innocence to metaphorically demoinstrate me reveting back to mental purity.
The last line marks my new outlook; just like flowers rebloom during Spring, I acknowledge that it is my time to rebloom as well.
-GTS
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