I saw someone posted a poem they wrote years back and it got me thinking; I wish I had saved some of my old poetry.
I remembered I had posted something on a website years and years ago, so I went searching the web for ten year old poetry posts. And I found them!!!
These were written ca 2004-2006, exact times are lost to me.
The interesting part is how my writing has evolved, how at the same time is hasn’t and my voice is still present. Yet, the poem I named “cry” doesn’t sound like me at all. I don’t recognize where this comes from, I don’t recognize myself.
Shows how we are able to grow as people, and change our minds, hearts and souls over time.