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Siena Hammond
Mrs. McNett
English 1010
26 September 2017
The complications behind emotions, every word that pops in my head I write to release
the aches and pains that are building up inside me like one of your school science fair volcano
projects that you would make as a kid with baking powder and vinegar, waiting in excitement for
it to erupt. I am that reaction waiting to go off. Minus the excitement. To avoid causing damage
or bringing trouble upon others, I release the emotions that I may gather after a rather stressful
day through sporadic typing that helps calm my aching soul. I write to understand why I feel the
ways that I do and how I can prevent such feelings from occurring or how to change that emotion
into something else if it ever becomes present again. Words on paper or typed electronically,
each serve an overall purpose, for me to get a better understanding of myself, release the
emotions that have been building up, and letting go of things that do not need to be scanned over.
I am much like a coder scanning for an error in a line of code trying to find out where things
went wrong, when the only mistake made was a missed period at the end of a forgotten line.
When writing I consider my arbitrary words as a form of poetry. It may not have any formality to
it and it might not have a base structure, but I identify this writing as free verse poetry. It has no
artistically express myself and I am able to understand the concept and ideas behind my writing
In your typical ninth grade english class you complete a lot of assignments which consist
of reading and writing. But a specific assignment caught my eye and has stayed with me to this
day. The assignment was to write poetry, anything we wanted to write about as long as it
followed a specific set of guidelines. Such as painting a picture and rhyming lines together. This
first poem I wrote sparked a fiasco of writing that would release my emotions just like how a
When I reflect back on this first piece, I remember a small child. Weak and afraid of the
judgemental world that stood before me every time I would leave my house. “I had a bubble, my
happy place” it was an escape from reality and a safety zone for me (Artifact one). This zone was
impacted by my peers and family, representing my soul it begun to shrink over time from the
comments that I would receive. “You are too happy’, they would say to my face” and after time I
felt like I was a disgrace, so “my bubble grew smaller, and so did my time”, my time for being
happy had begun to shrink, the true happiness that I was once feeling was weakening and fading
(Artifact one). Remembering all of the emotions I was able to release through this writing was a
substantial amount. Through the writing of “Bubble” I was able to get a better understanding of
myself and how I functioned as a person. “A flame started to show” when my bubble vanished
and this flame replaced it, containing all of the anger and frustration I was beginning to feel at a
young age and my safe zone had disappeared (Artifact one). But after writing about my
misfortunes and brainstorming different ideas, that was when I begun to understand that “my
vision was just hazy [and when I would hide back in my bubble with no more anger or
frustration, just thinking] my mind became clear” like the sky after a storm (Artifact one).
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Something had clicked in my mind then and that is when the realization had settled in
that through writing I am able to defog my clouded mind and see things from a clearer
perspective. I can gain an understanding of what causes such emotions to arise and how I can
release them, go back and read them, and understand the origin of them, to set a reminder for
myself as to how I got them. A painting of words is what I create and it is appealing to me. There
can be no painting without emotion, which is all I create. And with these paintings, I am able to
“Why am I like this? I want to be alone but I don’t want to feel alone[,]” a way that I feel
all too often. “Out” was written out of frustration and anger and loneliness. I had been frustrated
with a friend earlier because of an action that they had decided to take which could have been
avoided if they had asked if it was ok. I had wanted to be alone with my close friends without
outsiders I had never met before. Suppressed is what I first begun to these emotions that were
taking form and building up inside of me, and throughout the day I had an overwhelming
depressed feeling hanging over my head and at first I didn’t realize where this feeling was
coming from. I had later decided to write about how I was feeling in a very unorthodox manner
of writing and that is when I had discovered where my emotions were feeding from. Looking
back at “Out” (see artifact two) I understand that it “makes sense to me [with my] stylistic [sense
I had posted “Out” to a group of friends on an app called “Discord”. The purpose of this
was to inform my friends that I would not be present in the chat for a few days because I had
needed some time to think to myself. They understood and knew what to do to help me during
this time of self confusion and frustration. There are few occasions where I want to get a
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message across or am asking for help when I publish my work to anyone but myself, and this
On occasion I’ll be listening to music, paying attention to the lyrics that wrap around my
soul like bandages wrapped around a mummy. Songs can evoke emotions that I have been
repressing and can bring them to the surface, or they can help clear my mind so that I see it as a
cleared canvas. It can calm me and makes me feel so light that the depths that I was once
residing in are no more and I am floating on top of it all (Artifact three). During this occasion I
was feeling a wide variety of negative emotions and they were washed away from the music that
I was listening to and I was able to clear my mind and relax, and I had wanted to document how I
had felt before and afterwards so that in the future I had a way to sustain a calm and relaxing
feeling.
I write to release all of the unwanted emotions that fill me at times. I wash them away
like how I wash the dirt from off my car so that it is clean once more until another storm. I write
to gain an understanding of myself and the origin of the emotions that take place within me. I
write to get a better understanding of myself and to heal my open wounds. I write because it
helps me when I am in dark places that need a light. This is why I write.
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To me
Stylistic
Paint with words
My words
Alone
Good bye
For a little
I’ll be back
I feel
Bad
Guilty
Numb
Everything
No control
I’m ok
Honest
But I don’t want to ghost
So this is my way
I’m horrible
Ghost?
Conflicted to post
Will you understand?
I’ll work on my stuff
Planning
Everything
Silently
But here
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I can feel the beat as it courses through my body, entering through my ears
The emotions that rush over me are calming and clear any other emotions that are present
The calm feeling rushes over me like a raging river
These feeling are embedded in me
Taking all of the negative away
Replacing it with neutrality
The only thing I can feel is the beat as it holds onto my neutral body
Engulfing the calming music that soothes my soul
Clearing a path in the once thick fog
Making it easier to see where I had strayed from
Onto a path of unnecessary thoughts
Thoughts that would drown me
Bind me and pin me down
Rendering myself useless
I would surrender
But with this calming river
I feel light
Floating up to the surface as my body is floating on top
Being taken by the current that is free flowing
I relax
Release
Recline
Peacefully floating with neutrality
Neutral
No feelings of thoughts
Just feelings of this calm beat that plays on
Calming
Calm
Calmer
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Citations
Hammond, Siena. “Out.” August 31, 2017. Google Docs. Accessed 31 Aug. 2017.
Hammond, Siena. “Release.” September 9, 2017. Google Docs. Accessed 9 Sept. 2017.