Lefue

A tired old man

Once across the world
There was a man named Lefue
Whos sanity swilred
As his mind lay in two

No one to help
His mind would toss
All thoughts would melt
And Lefue became lost

So he turned to others
And found a young man
To his problems he'd mutter
In return he never ran

Suprise did show
And how could it hide
For stability could sow
Problems swept away by tide

So think one day
Out of the blue
When the man said he'd stay
Almost too good to be true

Well like all good things
And this Lefue knew
As his thoughts did ring
Would close and be through

So up he went
To where'd they meet
And found the man was sent
His reasons locked deep

Oh the pain came back
Yes Lefue did cry
Hopeless and sacked
He soon then died

No one would lust
No one would rue
And so it was
For the man named Lefue

Author's Note

This is my firsttime writing a type of poem like this. Please let me know what you think.