I’m From Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

I came across this site about a year ago and thought it was utterly fantastic, so I decided to contribute a story that happened to me.  I’m From Driftwood is a site featuring real-life stories from and about queer youth (and some older folks, too) and it also looks like they’ve expanded to include trans people and allies, which is cool.  A lot of the stories on the site are coming out stories, but I decided to write about something different.

Here’s the link to my story:

http://www.imfromdriftwood.com/2009/08/26/im-from-vancouver-british-columbia-canada/

The Hill

Jumping forward in time to the present, here’s something I wrote last month, also for my Creative Writing Poetry class.  We had to write a poem with exactly 25 words, no more, no less, if you’re wondering about why it’s uncharacteristically short. And yes, it’s a real place too.

The Hill

North Shore mountains’ lights shimmer
Like teary eyes against Petro Canada’s red glare
Soft hum of Knight Street traffic
Someday, He’ll fall for me here.

Rainy City

Another song I don’t play anymore.  I did once, live, but it was a disaster and I’ve been kind of embarrassed of the song since then.  Well, enjoy!

Rainy City

I’ve been feeling like a tourist lately,
Letting all these new attractions shape me,
Until I’ve fallen all over again.

It starts with small glassy droplets
Soothing the streets and stoplights
And puts my wandering mind at ease

This is my…

Chorus:

Rainy city
Gently glistening
Here is my song for her
This is the rainy city
My lonely/van city
Can’t you rain a little longer?

Anxious anticipation is killing me
As I walk down the streets to infinity
Hoping for someone to recognize my song

But in my magical town of showers
Where it’s always better if it’s louder
I can finally rest in peace.

Chorus

The hats on these old men
Won’t keep the water out
And like an enchanting rhapsody
I can’t stop dreaming about

Chorus

I’ve been feeling like a tourist lately,
Letting all these new attractions shape me,
Until I’ve fallen for the rain.

Empty

I guess it would be appropriate to start my blog of writing with the first song lyrics I wrote when I was 17. At the time, I felt very alone and kinda depressed and didn’t have an outlet for my thoughts. One thing lead to another and I found myself writing and re-writing lyrics to what would be the first song I wrote.

At the bottom of the page is the video for the song.

Empty

I lie to make myself feel better
But even after, I’m still dead
Something inside yearns for more
More than this, more than this

And though I’ve not fully understood it
My mind plays tricks on me
Telling me that there’s more to life
Than the world that I see

CHORUS
Empty
Empty
After all is said and done
I still feel empty

I’ve fallen so many times it’s hard to think twice
To the point where my misery becomes my bliss
And everything they say is a way to die
and everything else is always a lie

And though I’ve not fully understood it
My mind plays tricks on me
Telling me that there’s more to life
Than this world that I see

CHORUS x2
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel anymore
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t want to, I don’t want to feel… anymore

I lie to make myself feel better
But even after, I’m still…