Idea

Sommat I wrote a while ago, perhaps a bit too late at night.

A shameful demise

Due to the compromise

That had made,

Or broken,

The deal.

And I seem to despise

That kind gleam in your eyes

I forgot

How to possibly feel.

 

You’ve clearly forgot

How you could just explain

But instead

You are making

It worse.

And all of these views

That you cannot contain,

Are piled up, preparing to burst.

 

You know that she’s wrong

Yes but as it’s your friend

Please continue

With making

Your views.

I still won’t believe

In your deadbrain ideas

As I’m sure that you’re going to lose.

Reviews

[Yuko]

It's a really good poem. It's very true and well-written. Good job :)

I like how the word is broken up in fragments and the rhyming rocks! This is awwwwwwwwwwwesome!