Life

In letting people know

I've got no soul

Nor do I have a goal

Can I tell you a story

Or would you rather I say sorry?

May I be pleased

By the heart you have squeezed

I was torn

And from then I was born

I never again understood the meaning of life

Until you entered my life with a stab of a knife

You've opened me

This is how it's gonna be

I burned into flames

As you stood in the fame

Can I be blamed

For the life I proclaimed?

This is me

As I set out to be

As the smile upon your face turns into a glee

I'm just glad I'm free

Don't turn your back on me

I'm not finished with you

You are long overdue

Why not take this glue

And we sha'll trade them shoes

You sir have got no clue, truly what I've been through

Welcome to my life

Sha'll I give you advice?

Or will you roll the dice?

Reviews

[Arithcia]

This is nice. I usually write late as well, although I'm normally asleep after 11. This poem has some nice phrasing involved and no ' after sha in shall but otherwise good grammar & everything else. :) I shall read more from you very soon (aka after I finish my LA project... something i doubt i will ever get around to)

[Shiningwolf]

This flow is amazing and I love how this story unfolds and it raises questions lol.

[fernii]

Wow I like this poem. Its interesting and has some good sentences in it. I usually write late at night too i find it easier to write how i feel later then in the day :) keep writing your good