are you tired of crying

  • X l i l T a n i X
    16 years ago

    When i write poems its usually after something has just happened, it helps me let out what im feeling

  • Im So OVER IT
    16 years ago

    Poetry is another way fro me to express something that happend and how i felt or how my friend felt.but i hate to admit but i cry all the time.ever since the nreakup betweenn me and my ex anything that reminds me of it makes me cry. poetry just helps to get all the feelings out, even though he's never read them...

  • XxBR0K3NxX
    16 years ago

    YEA ii SOO FEEL THE SAME.
    WHEN iiM FEELiiNG BAD OR WHATEVER ii CAN WRiiTE POEMS BETTER.
    WiiTHOUT POETRY, ii THiiNK ii WOULD BE
    GONE TOO.

  • TwistedAngel xx
    16 years ago

    Yeah my emotions def play a big part of my poetry writing

    xx

  • Big hersh
    16 years ago

    In way i feel the same but i dont really get emotional about it

  • Lonely Rider
    16 years ago

    I dnt cry much... even if i want to.... i use other ways to let out my feelings... and poetry is one the ways...

  • ilu
    16 years ago

    Yup...BUT..crying for me is like my fo0d everyday...
    I wouldn't live without it..!!!..

  • CY GINDLE
    16 years ago

    Oh yea I relive a horrible day in my life and put it
    down on paper as tears fill my eyes I TELL myself by doing this im letting go of this demon
    or at least i would like to believe i do

  • HomoMegan
    16 years ago

    Thats where i get my ideas from actully, when i cry i usally start writing how i feel

  • Flynel
    16 years ago

    Yeahh I'm bored of crying. First I cried every night. Now I know I can write it's less to cry. it more feels like i get senseless. But different. All my feelings is in my poem. Without that I was gone to!!

  • TwistedAngel xx
    16 years ago

    Yeah sometimes I get sick of crying but sometimes its the only way to release your emotions
    xx

  • Sheep
    15 years ago

    Im an easy crier. you wouldn't believe how many times a slight comment about the littlest thing turned into a crying fit. and, as i was writing this my sister just came in and announced that two of our hedgehogs have died, causing me to once again bawl my eyes out. rip, alfred and bruce.