No, I don’t need you to find my brain. I know it’s that grey flabby stuff too seldom used that fills my skull.
I need an answer to why it is so much easier to write negative poetry than celebratory stuff. If you don’t believe me, just look at how few joyous love songs there are compared to the cheating/breaking heart ballads.
Why is negative self-expression easier than positive? Is it self-indulgence, a lack of discipline, a sad old world?
I swear I am not a negative person (cynical at times, yeah, okay, but not depressed or anarchistic). So why are my poems serious verging on dark? And why do I see the same tendency in so many other people’s work?
Maybe I should only write limericks.