Poetry / This Is Me

A truly heartfelt and well expressed piece that I think a lot of people can relate to, I like a few of the lines here and it’s all structured and flowed pretty well. Nicely done, poet.

then stop writing that shit and breathe.  it’s like that faith hill song, right! all is dandy, punk.

Again … if you are writing for the therapeutic value, seek veracity in your work. Consider whether it is really so, that you didn’t feel for years… what?!  Virtually your whole adolescence and only NOW you’re having some pain??  No, really, think about it.  You’ve had fun, joy, anger, worry … and plenty of pain.  What is it about THIS pain, today, that makes it extraordinary?  The idea that pain is better than numbness is common, it’s one of those familiar, unifying beliefs that make us know we’re all of one species.  (Or that numbness is better than pain, both are true, when they are).  It’s lovely the way you welcome it, and yourself.

Keep reaching.

i really enjoyed this. Sometimes we forget how human we are and emotions surged seas if waves we can’t control. When we hurt, sometime we are more alive then ever. you could make this longer I feel, but it works. kudos kj-nyc

Good work.  I am quite sure that I just reviewed another of your poems.  Your pain reaches through the screen, and grabs my heart.  I am so sorry for your experiences.  

I can say from my own experience, that writing can not heal you, but it can calm the beast.  That, and counseling – lots of counseling.

As for the piece, I would do away with the first line.  This gives the piece a stronger start.  And, consider getting rid of the word “me” in “They bring me peace.”  Since the piece is written in first person, it is assumed that you are talking about yourself.

Bravo!
it takes alot of guts to write poems like this.  
I especially enjoy the three lines at the end.
Even though you talk about being a victum earlier in you poem, these last three lines portray the strength of the beginning
“I cannot stop”

It is very hard for us to let go..
In not letting go we hurt ourselves.
We know what we are doing but cant help ourselves.
We will beat mind,body, and soul for things we had nothing to do.

This is what I got from your writing.
It was written in a nice manner.
Very simple and straight to the point….

I think it might be a good idea to divide it in to a few stanzas, and maybe make the transitions from one thing to another a bit less stark. A little more linear, if you will. between “they bring me peace” and “I worried for years”, for example, I feel as though something is lacking there.. maybe a bit more on why and how they bring that piece, and maybe a softer entrance to the fearing..

Also, instead of dividing it to stanzas, maybe punctuation and a different way of capitalizing would work?

Anyway, it was well worth the read