A Writer

Christina K

The day I discovered I was born to write

was the day it was ripped from me.

The hateful critiques of idiocies

spurred a dark emptiness through me.

Someone had punched a hole through my heart

and left me out to die.

I lashed out at my family and friends

and for days I didn't know why.

Because when my dream was taken from me,

so were my thoughts and words.

And a writer is not a writer 

if their thoughts and words go unheard.

The day I discovered I was born to write,

I set myself apart.

For a writer is not a writer

if their words don't come from their heart.

  • Author: Christina K (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 29th, 2016 15:13
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem reflects the days I realized I had a passion for writing. I had submitted a story to my teacher which I thought was amazing, but she graded me very poorly and gave me no real reason why, which absolutely enraged me.
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  • Christina8

    Your poem is very good! I had a similiar incident. Just keep writing! 🙂

  • Tony36

    I've had teachers do that to me to, pissed me off at the time. Great write

  • 🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽

    I can relate to this coz my teacher was a very biased lady so I just couldn't let her discourage me. I say your poem is wonderful and sweetly personal and I enjoyed the rhyming parts. Thumbs up and keep writing.

    Pls do comment out my latest poem too. I'm a new poet here but have been writing poetry since years and readers enjoyed it elsewhere until I found this site and wish to make new poem pals.



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