i just would like some feedback on this poem i wrote. the meaning behind it is pretty much being furious and tired of the **** iv'e gone through with a guy and im letting it all go.
feel free to make suggesstions and such to it, i know im not an off the wall poet. just a beginner :) thanks guys.
my veins, their filled.
their filled with fire.
contrasting this heat
i'm starting to get tired.
my skin, it's boilng
inside, now out.
it's hard to keep in
but i'd rather not shout.
spreading throught my body
in control and taking over
how lucky would i be
to come across a four leaf clover.
then maybe, just maybe
i could gain back control
putting out the fire
and saving my soul.
slowly but surely the fire is dying down
feelings for you, are now left to drown.
emotions swim, keep swimming in my veins.
my veins, no longer
no longer are filled with pain.
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