Why I Write

Why I write…

It's a feeling I guess… a lot better than punching something. Writing out fustration is nothing I'm all that use to doing. Writing out of desire,loss, sympathy, all thoseother  etceras, I guess you could fill in with your imagination is the reason why I do. Now that said poetry, I define as a feeling and don't get me wrong there is a techniquality to it but that's only if you're a wiz and all. While me, I write for enjoyment… 


 The truth is out go tell it to somebody, have me arrested because I don't follow any law when it comes to inking my thoughts…


 I hate it when stanzas are called, "stanzas "or when the very phrase "iambic pentameter" some odd word an old doofus created is said in literature class…

it urks the creaks in my desk as much as it shakes the bones in my body…man I tell you.

Another thing I hate is upon mentioning to others that I write, my body squirms and I get this odd feeling; they assume I'm some depressed alien of emotion.

Please tell me someone else feels this way, that it's not just me^
Honestly there are nice poets out there, ones who don't like to be associated with oppressing others. 

*Cough cough*

Although they make points in ways that route back to the heart, I'm not gunna lie

For a bit I've taken a break. I suppose you can call it a breath. Something you take in order to feel again. By feel, I'm referring to artistic needs not my abilty to cope with polluted air.

And with this break, I've taken in every emotion I feel, every person I see, every pattern I hear,it's pleasing.

I wrote a poem meant to describe each breath and how it was dedicated to gaining my sense of creative voice? I guess you'd call it.


Click if you'd guys like to check it out. Other than that, my summer has been going nicely as I rest up the days til school is back.

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April Assets



You would've had me fooled…gone within  seconds you are my blessing in disguise. Bringing meditation to my soul in times of compressed heat…April, god's gift to the world. let there be downpour of exotic relief…

April restoring my senses,  and routing my mind back to necessity.

April you would've had me fooled….here for a split seconds only taken away as may greets with new beginnings.


This is one of the best books I've ever read…okay not done yet but, still am reading, it's just really deep and poetic. Definitely a new style of writing although, vulgar in an elegant way, I'd recommend.

(at least be a 15 year old to read this, that's a high recommendation

                                          MOVIE TIME


I still own a VCR…Why? my mom just never departed from it. Ever since I was young, it's been in our possession. Me and my sister decided to buy some VHS tapes from the thrift store, about three movies each and boy I tell you. I'm so sure I prefer the feeling of popping in a VHS tape over a DVD.



I remember that one night very vividly. It was raining and I was on the phone with a friend for an extensive amount of time, enjoyable though may I add, all while painting a box. 

Yes a legit shoebox, I'd planned to fill with my thoughts, bible versus and..sticky notes.

Lauren Dayle

She's an inspring, wonderful youtuber. Who creates amazing content and I highly recommend you huys to watch. 


"She offered me roses. Red ones, they represented the heart that sunk further into the pit of dried paint, the yellow kind. The kind that shines just about the hue the sun takes on…though not quite. I once believed everyhing rightfully deserved as much color as the new hue the flowers fell into-"


Updated excerpt from notes:

 April 7th

Thank you guys so much for reading hope your April  was just as enjoyable!!

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~ Wordyqueen




Dear Chica

I began writing for this blog almost everyday…may not seem like that no but, my settings say I have 47 drafts…47. That's a bunch of thoughts you would think. That and all the one's I haven't bothered to even write down. Now, there are also some days I have bright ideas, that just linger in my head…


Most of the ones I've ever come up with have actually happened and "hey" nothing to complain about right. Except there's so much more I want to do yet so much growth and ways there are for me to reach it…

What I'm trying to say is first step my schedule….

you know that post I made about two months ago when I was "madly on top of the world." Everything seemed right… That time, I was smelling flowers as if they grew off of trees for me to do just that. I trusted everyone and didn't care. That time, I put up with people's bull and at the end of it all, there was one thing that made up for me dealing with it…him. 

I don't know how this makes since but, welcome to me opening up to the internet because of a trend and my still a tad-bit bitter tongue, I'm  suckling honey to get rid of day by day. Honestly, I just blocked my doubts in ink or conversation  that made me not think about what I wasn't doing…(Succeeding in my dreams.)  The only issue that bothered me was my ability to do more. Thinking back I've learned that a full plate doesn't make up for fulfillment.

and I shouldn't care but, its been about two months without  A HIM and all I keep thinking is….he said we'd travel together.

and yes this is funny please do laugh since a 15 year old and a 16 year old made plans for the future…BIG HA right. I bet I fooled you. I bet you thought teenagers talk about nothing that's not right in front of them. I bet you thought their lives consume of things an adult wouldn't understand.

– I'm just here to say, age doesn't make one understand a concept. If that were the case, no one above the 30 would be single. And yes, experience is key.  we teens are pretty foolish but, you have to think about it…

If the deepest you've swam was the surface…you'd never truly grasp that reality, unless you went a bit deeper. Though swimming deeper doesn't mean you'd know how to go about stroking the waves either.

It's an experience and that's what we do…

We as young adults experience….CALL US NAIVE!

 I was head over heels for a nothing, a nothing I felt was something because, I've never gone about seeking more than what I have yet to experience. But, that's what the adults are there for, to mind you of what to look for.

though their motto be… curiosity killed the cat.

but here's my quote..

Curisotiy killed the cat, but it was the lasso that tamed the mustang

some experiences are worth living through while others are best talked about from another's personal hardships. Now I'm not bashing the old folks or cringing about our generations' poor decisions. Just asking for a compromise.

 when is enough, enough?…

Really,  it's up for us to determine if we're tough enough, to go through with any consequence given a circumstance, if we're mentally and emotionally capable or the advice from which we seek lack guidance..

Dear Chica,

Though ocean waves promise a better living in the sea with a tail and seaweed. I promise you, that looking deeper than the lies will help. I also urge you to not immediately fall or think there are lies worth falling for, just gently wrap your arms at the waist side and let your brain follow suit to the rythmn your heart claims to beat for at the time because, I promise you, it'll sway every once a month, if you're lucky every week and you'll sometimes not know what it is you need. and that's fine, you're living a little more. Although, in other ruts you'll need a mind to follow suit by your side and keep comfort in the long hours when you have a blank canvas and plenty of oportunittes to clear massive issues.

learn ways that'll help your wondering minds grow, 

Love Ya