Those things called poems

So I've recently posted a few poems (all of which ARE copyrighted. So don't bother stealing them.) and I figured I ought to tell you guys what they're about/what inspired me/what was going thrpugh my mind etc. Okay so the first one 'If only' was written about my crush at one point. Yep. the douche bag Jacob. Well I contemplated giving it to him but thank the gods I didn't. That would've turned out very badly. The second one 'bridge of choices' came to me in a dream. I'm prophetic (I have dreams that tell of the future. Sounds insane I know. But three months before my mother died I knew. One month before I had a dream of her laying in the hospital bed. When she was in the hospital a month later she looked the exact same. Foaming blood and all. Then she died two days later. Dead at 39. Tragic.) and anyway in the dream I had two choices. The first time I made the correct choice and 'jumped off the bridge' I didn't follow what others were doing. The second choice I waited too long to decide correctly and made the wrong choice. I was sucked into something horrible. About two three four months later I had made those two choices. The bad one was quite horrible. I don't know why I did what I did, but I did. I'd rather not say. Maybe one day I will. But not right now. I was grounded about 4 months and tortured by my mom far after. For some reason I was compelled to right the poem. I guess it was something telling me not to forget it. And the third one, 'nothing...' Was written in kind of a haze. It was aimless thinking brought into one thing. After I finished I really hadn't realized what I had done. I showed a couple people and they loved it. It moved them to do things. Some of my friends think I had written it for my boyfriend. I knew that wasn't it. We had been together only a month. If that. But now I think it may have been for him. But a future him. A future us. Beside the poems I am in the process of...four books now? I'll tell more about them in my next post. Catch y'all later. Byeee