Will you comment on this poem? Positively Stunted?

You've been reading my diary. It is my understanding that, in Japan, diaries are exchanged to establish intimacy with another person. As you have read mine, I expect to receive a copy of your diaries in the mail along with your order form (Shipping & Handling extra) for two adorable fire cats.

You will read how my belief that I had exorcised naivete and other idealistic notions led to my downfall when tested yet again by interacting with "interesting" but unscrupulous persons. If they do not believe it is a lie, how can I read the tell-tale signs? And even when the omens are clearly written in the entrails of a snake, we choose to misinterpret the tell-tale signs of guts.

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The phrase:

I see kind hearts underneath

layers

of brutality.

Idealist maybe, but not naïve,

Never naïve.

is poignant yet pungent. We try to believe in the goodness of all, even when not deserved -- even to our danger. If all those scribbles and notebooks and letters were organized and evaluated, you (meaning the narrator) would not be thus vulnerable.

Last three lines a total kicker. You knocked it out of the ballpark.

The last seven lines give you the impact. I like the succinctness of these lines - a dry matter of fact truth to them.

I have felt this way - being the optimist but then after life - feeling, as you say - stunted.

Compared to your poem I read before this one - I can tell this was some time ago. You have grown - but you have the seed here.

Your whole poem os dolorous until the punchline

gives a HUGE contextual punch and it all

fall into place.

As others have critiqued,I`ll just be pleased to have read this

deep poem of yours. :)

8/ 10 and putting out for you to write more.

When our imaginations come into realms of optimisting... we dew...

I love your rite of passage... to wright over those ancient woes.

Script u are!

:)

every once and a while we all find an old poem of ours that turns out to be veerryyy good. happened to me a few times. and it seems like your another "victim" lol. this poem is EXCELLENT.

"to hurt is to grow".....true true words. my next tattoo might say that.

thanks for posting :)