Would you believe it, August is here already.. Which means that it's about time I got to my next post! I decided to go with something from my more recent additions to the collection.
I decided to use the most simplistic of language for this one, which I personally thought would evoke a childish nature to the poem and its subject matter. Basically, I believe this childish language would help the reader to understand the message that is being relayed in the poem. Children's imaginations run wild, which is a common expression. But what about teenagers? Or, even, adults? Are they not to believe in monsters just because they have grown up and should know better? In my opinion, those who convince themselves that monsters are non-existent are experiencing a state of denial.
Recently, I have grown to feel like a monster is looking over my shoulder and watching my every move. It's difficult to understand, even for me, but it's true. So I attempted to put my situation into a poem, with words much too weak to truly express how it is I actually feel.
For my Leaving Cert English Paper, we were given the task of writing an essay about a ghostly figure that plays a significant role in the story. It was just my luck too, because there was so much for me to talk about.. especially when I personally feel haunted. The story was about a character who constantly abuses herself, both verbally and physically, it was pretty much a self harm story, (which was completely unnatural for me, so I was just as surprised as the examiner who corrects it will be) and with absolutely no idea about where the story was headed myself, I concluded with a bathroom scene, where the character was moments away from physically harming herself and witnessed the creature slowly approach her. As the creature came closer, the feeling got stronger. And suddenly, the character looked up at the mirror, only to realise that she was, in fact, the creature. I was so amazed with the outcome of the story..
But it got me thinking, is the creature, the monster, a result of an inner feeling? A personal opinion of both myself and the life I continue to lead? It is a reflection in itself..? I've convinced myself that the character I wrote about in my English exam was, in fact, an expression of my own feelings and, perhaps, metaphorically, an imitation of thoughts.
And no, before anyone asks, the character in the story was not me.
5th July 2014
I decided to use the most simplistic of language for this one, which I personally thought would evoke a childish nature to the poem and its subject matter. Basically, I believe this childish language would help the reader to understand the message that is being relayed in the poem. Children's imaginations run wild, which is a common expression. But what about teenagers? Or, even, adults? Are they not to believe in monsters just because they have grown up and should know better? In my opinion, those who convince themselves that monsters are non-existent are experiencing a state of denial.
Recently, I have grown to feel like a monster is looking over my shoulder and watching my every move. It's difficult to understand, even for me, but it's true. So I attempted to put my situation into a poem, with words much too weak to truly express how it is I actually feel.
For my Leaving Cert English Paper, we were given the task of writing an essay about a ghostly figure that plays a significant role in the story. It was just my luck too, because there was so much for me to talk about.. especially when I personally feel haunted. The story was about a character who constantly abuses herself, both verbally and physically, it was pretty much a self harm story, (which was completely unnatural for me, so I was just as surprised as the examiner who corrects it will be) and with absolutely no idea about where the story was headed myself, I concluded with a bathroom scene, where the character was moments away from physically harming herself and witnessed the creature slowly approach her. As the creature came closer, the feeling got stronger. And suddenly, the character looked up at the mirror, only to realise that she was, in fact, the creature. I was so amazed with the outcome of the story..
But it got me thinking, is the creature, the monster, a result of an inner feeling? A personal opinion of both myself and the life I continue to lead? It is a reflection in itself..? I've convinced myself that the character I wrote about in my English exam was, in fact, an expression of my own feelings and, perhaps, metaphorically, an imitation of thoughts.
And no, before anyone asks, the character in the story was not me.
Inner Monster
I just want the monsters to go back to where they came.
Go away from my bedside, and forget about my name.
I don't want to be haunted, each night when I try to sleep,
Or even become so afraid, that I suddenly begin to weep.
I hate it when it gets dark, and the monsters prowl around,
And my body freezes in the heat, while I hear creaks on the ground.
I fear their capabilities, and all that is unknown.
But, most of all, I hate the way, they're still here, though I've grown.
I try to tell them to go away, quite loud I do shout!
But despite all the chances they get, they simply won't get out..
5th July 2014
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