When I was younger, before doing artwork on my current account, I was very well known for very repetitive, badly crafted artwork which I did not really put that much effort into. I don’t always like to say it was bad because I do know people did like the art I made, but trust me when I say in the technical aspects, it was bad.

My artwork would often associate with roses and soon enough I was outcasted because I did not agree with somebody else. Soon enough, people noticed I wasn’t around very much. So then went forward, my attempt to befriend that person and hopefully have a truce.

Soon enough a fan of my artwork came to me, named Elizabeth. She stated she wasn’t happy with the way I was defending the girl I had originally disliked for being rude. I ignored her because I heard it was the best course of action. I was wrong.

I was then proceeded to be ‘ranted on’ or in other words be placed on public display for the rude behaviour I had shown, I came to realise I was not acting right. I was in fact, not being fair to everyone by biastly following this mean individual. I decided to cut ties with her and apologise to Elizabeth, in which I met my secondary friend, Heather.

We came together and talked and soon enough, we all began becoming friends. It is a true blessing to know, we are still friends to this day. I think they knew when they spoke to me, I wasn’t a bad person, I was just making a mistake blindlessly following a mean-hearted individual. I apologised to those I did wrong during the situation.

I was confused because some people were saying to ignore this group, to not talk to Elizabeth but in reality, I came to realise, that ignoring the issue made it worse. If you have a problem with someone it’s always best to battle that issue head-on.

The mean-spirited girl however, still to this day does not like me, even after multiple attempts to be-friend her and fix our bond. She now sees me as a two-faced backstabber, despite being openly honest to her about my feelings. However, sometimes, you just can’t please everyone.

This was the first time, I realised honesty was much more important than I had initally thought in my younger teen years.

This poem is structured in a Senryu form, it was interesting to write, definitely a bit of a puzzle to make, but I do believe it makes you think about what words are most important in a poem to prioritise.

Sometimes you can watch the destruction of good people. It’s not always fun.  Sometimes when we learn bad things about someone we love we become disgusted, emotional and over-the-top.

I think that we all make mistakes. I think people should be forgiving, but I do know, there is a fine line of ‘mistakes’ and ‘forgiveness’ when you know that person won’t listen to you.
It’s tragic because sometimes you just have to wait for them to realise on their own accord or you watch as others pick at that until they’re completely mentally destroyed because they refuse to acknowledge their faults and get help.

I always offer the best I can and sometimes that’s not enough. I can’t do anything about that.

I wanted to follow the themes of a devil for this poem as I felt it fitting almost with Christianity and the bible overall with the story of Lucifer. He was the best, did the best he could and then just one day turned on everyone and fell out of the sky. It was almost terrifyingly accurate to many people in life – one moment they are someone adored, the next moment you find out they’ve been doing a lot of horrid things behind closed doors.

I decided to pick “before heading to the showdown” as a repetitive line in this poem as I felt that when you are someone who has done wrong, you panic and anticipate for the moment someone discovers what you did, sometimes people get that feeling simply from how anxious they are and overall, sometimes, good people get it when realising they have to confront the truth before them. A showdown is an overall metaphor for the ‘big callout’, the revealing of what that person has done and their fight for their life.

A lot of people admittedly forget when someone does something illegal, they will always have a defendant of some kind to defend what they did, no matter how bad. Making it an even showdown.

Sometimes people also attempt to ‘callout’ while being in the wrong, having the whole thing twist around and focused on them instead.

For this poem, I tried to write using Kyrielle, it was definitely interesting, a little difficult admittedly, but it was quite easy to get used to as you go along.