April202014
I just wanna dance, drink and let go
There are things people wish for, but only because it’s politically/ ethically correct to make such wishes. I know I wished for it many many times, over and over again; I might have even gotten emotional when I knew it wasn’t granted. Nonetheless, it’s a wish I didn’t really want. I’ve known it all along, but since it wouldn’t be too right not wanting it, I’ve kept convincing myself that I’d regret not wanting. In the process I wounded myself and some of my loved ones. I’m solely and wholly responsible.
Now, when nothing’s left, I find myself amazingly calm and relieved. Perhaps a little bit lost. So what do I do, now that there’s nothing else behind or above me? I bet she thought I’d cry or something. I almost did, but did not in the end. People respect it, I despise it. People covet it, I just wanna get rid of it. People consider it privilege, I consider it chains. So please, you don’t need to feel bad for me. Don’t even let me see your tears or pitiful eyes. I made my decisions, and I chose this.
I’ve never been a happier person in my life. I decide how it goes, I decide how I live it. I decide what my priorities are. And I’m speaking from the bottom of my heart. I’m crying, but not from regrets or anything. I’m crying because it’s something to cry about. I’m crying more out of relief, out of freedom.
Of course, don’t take it as I’ve given up on my life. No, I hate giving up, and I’m far from that. I’ve never been more determined. I’ve never been more excited about my future.

I just wanna dance, drink and let go

There are things people wish for, but only because it’s politically/ ethically correct to make such wishes. I know I wished for it many many times, over and over again; I might have even gotten emotional when I knew it wasn’t granted. Nonetheless, it’s a wish I didn’t really want. I’ve known it all along, but since it wouldn’t be too right not wanting it, I’ve kept convincing myself that I’d regret not wanting. In the process I wounded myself and some of my loved ones. I’m solely and wholly responsible.

Now, when nothing’s left, I find myself amazingly calm and relieved. Perhaps a little bit lost. So what do I do, now that there’s nothing else behind or above me? I bet she thought I’d cry or something. I almost did, but did not in the end. People respect it, I despise it. People covet it, I just wanna get rid of it. People consider it privilege, I consider it chains. So please, you don’t need to feel bad for me. Don’t even let me see your tears or pitiful eyes. I made my decisions, and I chose this.

I’ve never been a happier person in my life. I decide how it goes, I decide how I live it. I decide what my priorities are. And I’m speaking from the bottom of my heart. I’m crying, but not from regrets or anything. I’m crying because it’s something to cry about. I’m crying more out of relief, out of freedom.

Of course, don’t take it as I’ve given up on my life. No, I hate giving up, and I’m far from that. I’ve never been more determined. I’ve never been more excited about my future.

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#fourpartpoems with @emolabs

For more photos from Tony’s life and poetry, follow @emolabs on Instagram.

For Texas Instagrammer Tony Ciampa (@emolabs), Instagram serves as a place where images and creative writing come together as a form of self-expression.

After moving to Texas from his native Boston, Massachusetts, Tony took to Instagram to make friends and build a community of his own—and his photos reflect their adventures together. It wasn’t until later when his experiments in poetry began.

"It was a Saturday night, and a girl I was having a fling with wasn’t texting me back, so I was just sitting out on a hill that overlooks the skyline drinking a beer. It felt like this quintessential moment in the life of a young adult, so I wrote down what was in my head, took a photo and posted it," Tony explains. "It was the first poem I’d written since high school, so it was really cool for me to see people respond positively to it." With that post, Tony’s #fourpartpoems series was born, and he’s posted a poem every day since.

As for his aesthetic, handwritten poems photographed in front of sweeping landscapes, Tony cites another artist on Instagram for the initial inspiration. “I follow @lidiagulyas on Instagram, and the photo style comes from her. She does a lot of hand lettering and in one of her photos from a few months ago she had written the phrase ‘I want you’ in a notebook and held it out in front of an out of focus cityscape. It was so moody and really stuck with me.”

Tony writes all of the poems himself, first pouring out his emotions from the day through free writing, then distilling out his rhymes from there. “In my mind,” he says “that keeps the emotion as authentic as possible.” He then embellishes them with line drawings and sets up his photo before dusk, his self-imposed deadline for posting his work.

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April172014

So, am I free to do whatever I want now?

Shooting stars, u’re such cheaters. U can’t grant my first wish so u’re thinking of granting me my second one now? But I think I don’t need it anymore.

Got some sorting out to do, but I can’t. I’ll do it after all the exams and events.

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