crimson must be the popular color in the cafe
it fits well in any writing
this expression was filled with smooth contrasts
taking my mind in every direction pleasurably
even the last line hit me profoundly
"weakening my dieing
heart."
(I believing it is spelled dying)
Yes, dieing is spelled dying. I liked this because of its raw form and your use of words. It was very emotional, and allowed me to remember things I had experienced.
a tsunami of fear
clutches my throat,
unable to scream,
cry,
or yell in anger,
never to recede,
to rebuild.
This was my favorite stanza out of all of them. It grabbed me. However, the way you wrote this poem was a bit sloppy and ragged. I found myself pausing in places that weren't supposed to have a pause, which made reading the poem very unnatural.
Other than that great job.
This is a good poem. I liked this very much. Hopefully there will be hope for everyone. I would say believe in God and he will believe in you. I thought this something I could relate to. Thanks for sharing. :)