The Poetic Side Of Medicated

The Other Side of Medicated / Advice
"Finish. The difference between being a writer and being a person of talent is the discipline it takes to apply the seat of your pants to the seat of your chair and finish. Don't talk about doing it. Do it. Finish." E. L. Konigsburg

"If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, if you do not sing in writing, then don't write, because our culture has no use for it." Anais Nin

"Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy." Stephen King

"This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until it's done. It's that easy, and that hard." Neil Gaiman

"Ironic detachment is great. Nothing means anything!"

 

The Worst Thing I’ve Ever Done (The Right Thing To Do) 

March 20, 2013

I’m locked out of my room
because what I did to you
is the least forgivable thing
that I could think to do
but I did it anyway
yesterday was a very long day
because the right thing to do
was to tell you the truth
and now I am giving you space

So I’ve been drinking and skipping class
and daily kicking my own ass
because I couldn’t tell you
how badly I’d betrayed you
the night I went into his room
and caused that horrible crash
And he said I could get away with it
he said it’d be easy to forget
but I had to play the fucking martyr
I am so bad at keeping secrets

But I didn’t do it to self-destruct
It was just the second step of my original fuck-up
and I still believe that I did the right thing
and I knew this hell was coming
and it hurts like hell, it hurts so much
and I fell so hard, but I’ll get back up
Someday I’ll forgive myself
and then I’ll get back up

I can’t work out the ending on my own
It’s up to you now
Can I come back home?
I feel bad putting you in this position
But darling,
it’s
your
move

Grace 

I am falling
I am sinking
I am choking on the truth
I am breaking
I am drowning
in my own fountain of youth
I’ve been flailing
I’ve been scraping
I’ve been feeling so alone
I’ve been starving
I’ve been drinking
I’ve been out here on my own
I have lost it
I have ruined it
I have learned from my mistakes
I have bruises
I have headaches
I have nothing but Your grace

Kiss And Tell (lyrics) 

Everybody knows that I’m a slut
I don’t try that hard to hide it, but
soon everyone will think the same of you
because I never ever keep my mouth shut!

Because I told our friends
and I didn’t think
of how you were afraid to be seen
And I kiss and tell 
as if I’m not ashamed
like you shouldn’t be ashamed of me

I didn’t really know it was a secret
so I guess I didn’t really try to keep it
and despite how well you know the things I do
you forget to tell me not to leak it!

I don’t mean to make it sound like it’s your fault
because everybody knows it’s really not
I think I’m old enough to bite my tongue
but instead I fucked it up and you got caught!

Because I told our friends
and I didn’t think
of how you were afraid to be seen
And I kiss and tell
as if I’m not ashamed
like you shouldn’t be ashamed of me

The rumors that are flying
make no sense so I’m not crying
You don’t want your reputation fucked
and that’s why you are hiding

But I told our friends
and I didn’t think
that you were so afraid to be seen (with me)
And I kiss and tell
as if I’m not ashamed
like you shouldn’t be ashamed
(because you shouldn’t be ashamed)
like you shouldn’t be ashamed of me…

Kiss and tell
As if I am not ashamed
Like you shouldn’t be ashamed of me.

I’m Sorry (further thoughts on blame) 

I promised not to let you down again
I swore that I’d be worth the fight this time
I had intended not to let you go
But I let it fall apart
I hurt so many people in the process
I’d hurt so many more if the truth came out

You broke me so terribly
A year later I’m begging you to trust me again
And I don’t know why you would believe me
I hope I can change
But I think I have to tell you who I am
I think it should be up to you this time

I’ve gone manic and it’s a fucking storm
I have knocked out every scandal I could find
Like I crave the way it tastes
when I fuck up my whole life
It’s almost like I’m doing it on purpose
Almost as if I’m responsible for my mistakes

Dancing Alone (thoughts on blame) 

I’m blaming myself
entirely
and no one seems capable
of convincing me
otherwise

It
takes two
to tango
Why does it feel
like I’m dancing
alone?

I guess you cheated
but in my mind
you were a victim
you’re such a nice guy
I know you regret it
I know you’re not fine
Why can’t I blame you
even a little?

It’s all my fault
I am so sorry
You’re sorry too
but it doesn’t convince me

I’m confused and losing it
I need to get my head sorted
and when does the truth come out?
Well
that’s an issue for
another time

I’m Infatuous and Stupid 

February 27, 2013

I won’t say it
I cannot say it
There is no reason
Nothing to be gained
I have to let it out
but I’ve lost the words
I don’t know how

I won’t want you
I cannot want you
There is no sense
So much to be lost
I cannot let it out
Must hold the words inside
Can’t count the times
I’ve lost my mind
I don’t know how to want you
I don’t know why I’d try

So you go back to your room
and I’ll go back to mine
and I can’t find my watch
or my bra
or my mind
and I’m pretty sure
it’s gone for good this time

So there, I guess I’ve said it
Now I’ll leave it where I’ve left it
and this hangover will pass
and then we can just forget it

"The most solid advice for a writer is this, I think: Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough."

 

amandaonwriting:

Seven tips for writing great sentences

1. Keep sentences brief. ’You should write the shortest possible sentences using the shortest possible words, in the shortest possible paragraphs, not because people are dimwits or because they’re busy - they’re not that dim or that busy - but because force comes from the elimination of the inessential.’
2. Vary your sentence patterns. No one wants to read paragraph after paragraph of fifteen to twenty word sentences. Mix it up.
3. Wake the reader up. ’Use questions, exclamations, asides, commands, interruptions, and inversions.’ For example, instead of saying, To begin with, Marley was dead. Say, Marley was dead, to begin with. 
4. Be brave and strong. Avoid the passive voice. Throw out the adjectives and adverbs. Make the nouns precise, the verbs forceful. Put statements in positive rather than negative form.
5. Combine sentences. This seems to contract #1 but by combining sentences often makes reading easier and smoother, especially when the sentences have a common subject. For example, when talking about the old library down the street: The library sits on the corner of Elm Street. It is an old stately building. The paint is peeling. Combined: The library on the corner of Elm Street is an old stately building in need of new paint.  
6. Don’t distract attention. ‘If you’re writing seriously, avoid devices and expressions that call attention to themselves.’ In other words, be careful not to be too clever.
7. Don’t like what you wrote. Don’t love your words so much you can’t bear to part with them. As writers we must be ruthless; as pretty as our words might be, sometimes they have to go. 

From  Pinckert’s Practical Grammar by Robert C. Princkert (Writer’s Digest Books) 1986

from Writers Write

At Four Weeks 

I lost something I never had
I mourned someone who never lived
I would have given all I had
if I had anything to give

I loved someone I never knew
There should be no wound to heal
If I put the pain where pain is due
I would have no pain to feel

You came to life inside of me
and tore my life apart
So this so-called death fixed everything
but broke my reckless heart

I only have one life to live
and I must live until I die
But you never even got to live
and I never got to say goodbye