Untitled After Much Consideration.

I've come to the conclusion, that I must be ill.

 For the earth moves around me, I stand perfectly still.

 My wrongs are rewarded and my good is ignored.

 My help, disregarded and my sins are adored.

 Up the steps, they called out and sang.

 Cut the ropes, let the flags wave high, we go out with a bang.

 And then there I stand, wasting my time.

 Watching the ground swirl 'round on the inside of my mind.

Reviews

[T. Alexandra]

Thank you so much.

[Coffee Vampier]

Wow this is amazing! I love your write!

[Princepessa]

Af-mae-zing. LOVE. Just make sure its formatted correctly ie. I line for each sentence, stanza. It is a poem so that is important. Its really goos and I was more!