im not much of a poem writer i stick to lyrics but decided to give it a try,
dark turns to light, day turns to night
another day passes me by as i sit here and cry
i sit here and wonder why im left here to die
nothing is real except this pain i feel
the sun burns bright im not alright
it hurts to breathe i just wanna leave
another day where i never wanted to stay
im dead inside with no where to hide
these feelings stay inside
i wont cry my eyes are dry
ill look down while i frown
i wait for an end so i can mend
I like this one, but is darkness truely fading to light? If your talking about dieing when reffering to the end, then you shall remain in darkness. For dieing may be looked upon as relief in some cases, but in truth, you're forever trapped. Nothing can get better, things just stay the same. I can relate to this though. Someone once told me, "you decide your happiness, you decide if you choose to live in misery." I hope you do not feel this way anymore, but none the less, this is a great poem :)
Not gonna lie, for a first attempt at an actual poem, this was pretty good. I'm sure if you started working on poetry, you could get to be very good at it. But I do think your true, natural talent lies in writing lyrics.
well i got into music at an early age to help me deal with the loss of my sister and a crappy childhood that was filled with me and my sisters going to foster home after foster home, then i started wr.. more..