Explanation

Poetry at 16. Fairly self-explanatory.

“Explanation” 9-5-97

You live inside my head, causing me much pain and sorrow.

Sometimes I wish you were dead, so I could just get through tomorrow.

When you speak to me, my heart beats so fast.

You make all my thoughts free, and everything done in the past.

People ask me: “How can you say, you love a person before you know him?”

And I answer: “The very same way, you can hate a person before you know them.”

What I fear the most I know is true, the person who lives inside my head just isn’t you.

You-(Kurt Cobain)

I was almost 13 and had just discovered Kurt Cobain and Nirvana’s music when he died in 1994. My favorite Nirvana song is “Pennyroyal Tea.”  I wrote the poem as part of an English assignment and drew the picture for Art.

“You” 4-8-97

We put all our trust in you,
not knowing what you’d been through.

You gave us strength to face our peers,
and looked right through us in the mirrors.

We hear your lyrics every day,
and know you’ll never fade away.

You made me want to scream from towers:
“I’m here now, embrace my powers!”

We all cried out in pain:
“Why’d you leave us Kurt Cobain?”

Your words haunt us in our dreams,
or was that just another of your schemes?

You helped us conquer many fears,
rise up in triumph through the years.

With tears falling like rain,
how could one live with so much pain?

We all lit candles, picked you flowers,
ignored the scandals, and sang for hours.

Under the bridge you’ll stay youthful,
but in the note you were truthful.

We made the mistake of loving you,
not knowing the time our hearts would do.

But, in my heart you will remain,
forever beautiful Kurt Cobain.

 

Obsession

Another fine jewel written when I was 15.

“Obsession” 5-14-97

Over-looking a beautiful Spring sunset.

Beside myself with feelings of love.

Shining like only I can shine.

Endless dreams of him keep me alive.

Smiling, for no one knows of my secret world.

Seeing him the way I want him to be.

I wish I could just fly peacefully with him.

Observing him from so far away.

Not seeing things as they really are.