This is just a little poem I wrote just now. It's pretty much just a rough draft, but I figured I'd share it anyway.

The breeze blows a cool light wind against my face
The steady sound of waves seems to slow my minds pace

The sand is wet and offers a comforting warmth around my toes
The smell of the salt water fills my nose

The thoughts in my mind keep racing chaotically
As I Try to sort them medthodically

My emotion seems to change as rapid as each thought
As I try to remember why it is we fought

i've had that experience many times before..

totage, nice job. I've found when shifting through ashes, the pieces fall into place if I write the chaotic thoughts as is and don't try to understand or arrange as I write. The picture becomes clear the more ya free write when the mood hits.

Yeah, I try that,but it's like every single thought just rushes out at once, and they all just crash into each other trying get out.

I love writing short sotries and poems, but it's ver difficult for me to get my thoughts out. I still try every now and then though.

very nice and it has a great punch at the end leaves you thinking awww me too