|Reviews for The Postcard|
| Guest 5/15/02 . chapter 1
ok 1st what i mean when i cut but i dont cut, is i don't cut, ill scar my skin with sharpt stuff like wire or a compass, that leaves deep red lines, and most of the time scrape of some skin, but it don't bleed so you can't really call it cutting. but my friends know i do it to myself and they don't take it seriously, they'll piss about and make fun of me bu saying that i'm trying to kill myself but just don't know where my wrists are. i'm not trying to kill myself just trying to get rid of the pain. so basically i dont cut, does that answer your question or hve i just confused you even more?
Anyway, good poem, i liked it alot, kinda makes me smile. :) i love all your poems of 'nobody important' account. that is your other account right? if it isnt then, sorry :)
| angelina cole 12/8/01 . chapter 1
I read both of those poems "The Truth Hurts" and now this one, and they really reflect each other well. Both of you authors have such a gift with makes the lines rhyme beautifully, without sounding forced or akward, they're great! I love the message Opaque, it's very encouraging. Yours, ångie cole
| Mystical Mirror 9/30/01 . chapter 1
i should show this to my friend dessy who i met over the net. she needs to know that you can get through it. i know it already...and it does make it a bit easier...but its still hard as hell isnt it? *sighs* beautiful poem...i like the idea of the special place where u can get to afterwards...well thats what i saw in the poem anyway.
| Whispering Night 7/11/01 . chapter 1
I love it! Write more poetry soon, this is all you have. :( :)
| kim 6/19/01 . chapter 1
I don't suppose you left a trail of bread crumbs for the rest of us to follow? No didn't think so. When the sun goes down can you light a fire on that beach maybe then some of us will be able to see the light and follow.
| Niffler 5/16/01 . chapter 1
That was so descriptive! Wonderful poem again!
| Davish 5/16/01 . chapter 1
This is a uniquely written poem. I like it
| Ragdoll 5/16/01 . chapter 1
Wow...i cant believe it for 2 reasons... 1. somebody wrote a poem for me and in reply to one of mine ("The Truth Hurts") and 2. It's really really good! I've just printed it off because its so encouraging and it's like you can understand me a bit (we have both cut at least)... THANKYOU! :) Please use your gift of writing - you have the ability to give a broken man hope and make him smile! This poem is kinda like one i wrote called "Waiting For You" but in this case the relief is more of a time and place than a person. Thank you so much for sending me a postcard :)