Response to Robert Herrick's Poem

Although you say to gather my rosebuds while I may’,

You’re baleful ideas mean nothing to me,

Because I wish to savor each day.

So please, just let me be, and set me free, I no longer want to hear your plea.

The sun shall rise and set whether I am old or young,

So for now I’ll embrace my innocence and relax.

And please sir, bite your tongue!

You’re discourteous words won’t make an impact.

I don’t want to soil my youth,

My lifestyle is benign,

The way you think is quite uncouth,

My purity can only be washed away with time.

Just as the moon lights up the dark, night sky,

My innocence illuminates me,

In all honesty, I’m a bit sheepish and shy,

So please hush, and I will love when I am ready.

6 word memoirs

I always fight the wrong battles.

I tried so hard for nothing.

I won't let go until death.

She wasn't even a good person.

Being positive will change your life.

In the end, It'll be okay.

Feelings; Why can't we destroy them?

Lost in thoughts, needing an escape.

It was all a devious lie.

I am simply a lost soul.

No one else can control you.

Makeup, Hair, Jewels, yet still ugly.

Take advantage of each precious day.

Today is just not my day.

You are definatly my worst enemy.

Please, just stop talking. Sincerley, me.

Broken

Each time I laid my eyes on her, I felt more and more lonely. I will never understand what he saw in her. All that was visible to me was a seductive, selfish, demonic, and dishonest high school girl.
Knowing that I wasn't good enough for him while she was made me die inside. My heart had been defeated in every which way possible because of her. He said he was caught up in the mood of the night when she slyly persuaded him to leave behind the empty beer bottles and pounding music to follow her into the dark, concealed room.
I had never been so dedicated to anyone before him. Knowing that I made him happy filled me with warmth.
But, I now know it was all fake. It was merely a twisted game he was playing with my naive, fragile heart.
He broke me, yet I still felt weak without him. Living in a world where he wasn't entirely mine made me go numb.
His betrayal will forever haunt me and make me question what I did wrong to deserve such disloyalty from him.
To me, he wasn't just another person I passed in the hallways whom I had no connection to. He was my other half, and I could never be myself again without him. I could never obtain true happiness. I could never wake up another morning knowing everything he claimed he felt for me was reality, and not just a devious lie to blind me from what was truly occurring behind closed doors.
I was broken. And at this point, there was no hope in mending my hollow, empty heart.

Disturbingly Beautiful

It was a dangerous obsession.
With each bite, I became more and more of a failure.
All I wanted was to feel thin.
Through my twisted, deranged eyes, bones were golden.
A defined collar bone. A disgustingly weak wrist. Legs so miniscule that people would stare and whisper to their piers when they laid their eyes on me.
Just the thought of obtaining that body unleashed a disturbing smile across cold, pale face.
Every morning, my first thought was "How many hours will I go today without eating?"
I wanted forever to be the answer.
Nothing made me happier than feeling my body disinegrate and grow more fragile after each passing day.
I would not give up.
Not until I reached my goal.
When I finally had a beautiful, skeletal figure, I would let go.

As I lie here now, lifeless, still, paralyzed, I have never been happier.
All the pain and suffering was for my benefit; It made my flawed wish finally become a reality.
Although I could no longer move about the world and spend each day torturing myself with the revolting food everyone else seemed to enjoy, I was free from the chains that held back from enjoying my life in the only form that would truly make me happy.
I had finally let go.

The simple things

Maybe all it takes is a hug, a compliment, or a smile. Maybe all it takes is a cup of tea, sunshine, or staring at the sparkling blue waters of the Pacific Ocean. It is the little things we take for granted in our daily lives that in reality, mean the most to us. Imagine living a life without chocolate, a best friend, or you're favorite movie. Life would be empty. Where would you find comfort? How would you obtain true happiness? These miniscule parts of our lives make up who we are. So, with each passing day, count your blessings and be grateful for the simple things in life, because without them you wouldn't be who you are today.

Three Words- Personal Narrative

I had never experienced a feeling like it before. Every time he looked at me, I got lost in his dark, intense eyes and a tingling sensation dominated my body. 

His charming laugh was music to my ears. He had a distinct, fresh aroma that for some reason mesmerized me. Truly every little detail about him made me blush, almost as if it were automatic. 

Although for a while, It was a twisted, unexplainable romance. I wasn't even sixteen years old and I had already had my heart broken to pieces by him. I had never felt so lonely, betrayed, and worthless when he shattered my delicate heart that was solely devoted to loving him. 

"I love you" used to be three meaningless, empty words because of him. But it was so different now. "I love you" wasn't just a worthless stream of words he would utter at me with his powerful, sonorous voice anymore. 

His demonic, confused, chaotic mindset which fueled him to damage me so deeply in the first place had vanished. All that was left now was the warmth that filled my heart everytime I heard his name, everytime he kissed me, or everytime he gently held my hand.

"I love you" was the simple, yet beautiful phrase that fully summed up what I felt about him. 

"I love you." Three endearing, truthful words that would forever make me remember how special he was to me.