Poem I wrote. Rough still, didn't edit it in the slightest. Wrote off the top of my head. No one loved me, no one cared. Isolation left my judgement impaired No one to hold me, and make it all right So I hardened my heart and learned how to fight Only my tears to cushion the pain Every night in bed they fell like rain And everyday I tried to cope Searching desperately for a sign of hope And then one day I suddenly snapped As if from the heavens the thunder clapped And there I stood, I was born anew The new feelings I had were too good to be true My heart was now filled with nothing but rage It was like a beast was released from its cage When others hurt me they thought it okay But now I hurt them and they didn’t like it that way No one took the blame for what they had done They turned in fear and started to run But they could not escape from Karma you see It didn’t matter if they tried to flee And from the Darkness you suddenly came And it was to my heart that you laid claim All of the anger you purged from my heart. Thanks to your love I have a fresh start. You say you love me; it shows in your eyes. You speak the truth, no deceit and no lies. The problems I face are now in decline From the joy that I feel in saying you’re mine. Tears of joy now streak my face, I finally feel I have found my place. It is with you that I surely belong Even after I sing my swan song I’ll love you and cherish you until the day that I die I swear to you now, I won’t make you cry. My heart is yours, that is the truth. These words I write are meant in sooth. Forever more, my heart is yours. You’re the only one my heart truly adores And as of this day, your heart is mine. And I praise it’s true our fates intertwine.
No Cow, I definitely don't write poetry often. I don't write often in general, to be completely honest.
Ahd that was much better writen than some of the posts you wrote while smashing me My friend it really was good
True Shol, the speed and inflection with which I say it to myself makes it flow perfectly. But it's relatively impossible to convey those aspects into it. And TBH, I simply refused to alter a word of it from how it was to me, to make it flow better for others. I suppose it's fitting in a sense the rhythm and flow of the poem for me doesn't match for others, since I don't necessarily match the flow and rhythm of other people.