This phase was when I got used to writing poetry. I began using it for an outlet, something to get out emotions, good or bad. The poetry in this phase a mix of intense emotions, and then reflection, upon myself and life in general.

Shatter	There was a girl that used to go to our school. She and I had a strange sort of friendship that left a lasting impression on me. She left our school to go to a different one, and I retained my good feelings toward her. One day, I met her again, and it almost wasn't the same person. Depressing.
Refusal	I can take the school work load pretty well, most of the time. However, there was one point during this school year where everything just came down on me at once. A project that I hadn't known about was almost due, I had duties as Class Treasurer that I hadn't known about, our band (who hadn't rehearsed in over six months) was supposed to play in a week, etc. This is an angry one.
Crescendo	I went through a frightening period where any music I heard suddenly sounded different to me. I would be listening to something and it would suddenly sound as though the person was screaming. The words were the same, and everything was normal, I just heard it differently. This is a curious, almost frightened poem.
Overlay	I think that this is one of the coolest things I have in here. I forget where I got the idea, but this is this end product. It's not text, but two images with text in them, instead.
The King	In the same day, I screwed up two relationships. Extremely bummed out, I wrote this late at night before going to bed. I performed this one at the poetry slam, and got some pretty good responses.
Dilemma	A frenetic, whirling, rather humorous poem that I wrote while trying to decide what to do over a problem I had. I read this one in a Poetry Slam and got a really good response. I acted it out, running around and yelling certain parts.
Mediocrity	I don't quite remember when I wrote this, but I was in an odd mood. I just walked out to the deck and thought for a while, then went and wrote this down. Sort of a pondering piece.
Blank	I was feeling extremely reclusive and borderline depressed one night, so I curled up in a ball in front of the computer, engulfed myself with moody Deftones music (Digital Bath, to be specific).