Here it is Cold- A poem

Bleh. I need a break.... I was scribbling… feeling depressed… and wrote this… feedback anyone?

Long, deep breaths,
Cold, sharp air,
Soft, light snow,
Rough, Hard ice,

Rapid, urgent shivering,
Trying to keep warm,
Trying not to die,
To live out this storm.

Shattered ice,
And broken dreams,
Prove to me,
That life is no more than it seems.

Solid snow,
And frozen blood,
Don’t stop me now,
As tears begin to flood.

What can I do?
My soul has been sold,
I breathe no more,
And here it is cold.

That third stanza needs a little redo, but other than that, I think it’s a slam… that’s just me though. Feel free to be harsh… I’m not going to go kill myself (even if I did who would care J)

Intro.

Yo. Call me Faerie, or Ash. Whatever. I'm a teen living in the middle of nowhere with a completely pointless life. Well... maybe not pointless, but it seems that way. Life is so busy! Grr... I have so many things I want to do and so many things I have to do and so many things I'm doing. I'm taking an online course with Duke University, trying to learn HTML (I'm actually doing descently there), trying to remember 6 or 7 dances for a show, trying to keep up with the news.... urgh. The one thing I really want to do is write. I am a writer. I write poetry and fiction. I've actually got a fantasy series in the works. I'm working on three different books for that, and poetry is just something off to the side. I dance ballet and jazz, ballet being my main thing. Ballet is the toughest sport... dancing with two inch blocks of wood on your feet isn't easy. I love web design and graphics. I began learning HTML codes about a years ago. I was so proud of myself when I could put a picture in... I'm much better now. Academics is a big part of my life. I'm homeschooled, and pretty darn smart. I have the tests to prove it. I took the SAT in 7th grade and did better than 90% of the high schoolers who took it. I'm taking a Short Fiction course over the internet with Duke University... that's fun, but consuming my life. I intend to use this blog for anything. Writing, rants, and maybe even to satisfy my political opinions. No one's ever gonna read this, but what ever. -Ash