this is a poem I worte last year that was published in our schools halloween literary magazine, I was so happy. But I haven't really done any writing since then.

I hope you like it

There once was a man named Fred
Who whished to see inside his head
Hoping to solve his thoughts of mystery
Rattling around with notes on history
Millions of buzzeling bees
With curious annoying pleas
Drove himself into madness
For a chainsaw he sought with gladness
Now placing the blade upon his skull
The chain in which he began to pull
Shaving his brain in half like bread
He soon began to fill with dread
Before he could look inside his head
He found himself quite dead

like the poem evanescencefan91, kinda reminded me of a flash toon i saw somewhere. A fun poem with a good meaning to it.

thanks

I liked it a lot it's very descriptive, really puts an image in your head! Your like a contemporary Edgar Allen Poe or H.P. Lovecraft

That's pretty good! It makes me think about the time I've spent searching for what I want to say, or what I want to do, or who I am. And I've known it all along, and I'm happiest when I quit asking myself who I am, and just go with what I know! Searching for who you are when you already know is torture.