A couple of years ago, I didn't know much about poetry.
I didn't even like it.
I thought that it was the lowest form of story telling.
It was only when I started writing my own poetry that I realized that I was foolish for thinking that way.
It was no longer than four months ago when I decided to spill my guts in a poem.
I wasn't good at poetry, but that didn't matter, no one was gonna see it.
I revealed alot about myself in this specifgic poem.
Everything I didn't like about myself.
It was all revealed inside that poem.
It wasn't long before I was completely done with the poem.
It was three pages long, and incredibly eloquent with its description of me.
I was proud of it.
I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of me.
Almost like everything I didn't like about myself was taken away while I wrote the poem.
I was so proud of myself that I began to recite my poem to no in perticular.
As I read my poem, and I actually lisened to my own words, I gradually began to lose my sense of pride.
After I was done doing my private recital, I burned my poem.
Burned it till it was completely gone from this planet.
I regretted writing the poem, for when I read it, it made my hate myself.
The poem showed me all the less than charitable things about me.
And somehow, it showed me even more flaws than I thought I had.
I can't even explain how this happend.
Reading my own work, just made me despise my flaws even more.
I swore to myself that I would stop writing poetry.
Obviously, and thankfully, I didn't live up to that.
I still write poetry.
And I absoluetly love it.
I use it for many things.
I use to describe myself.
I use it to describe my life.
I use it to describe how I feel about other people.
And I use it to make changes to myself.
I've learned that poetry, like all forms of writing, is a beautiful thing.
It could help you express yourself in many ways.
It could even teach you some things about yourself.
Whether you like those things or not.