@mParadox: Oh, all my poems seem to have different amounts of lines but it's always consistent...
I do have a couple with four lines' though...
<spoiler=Untitled>In a land where all is dark with just a few shimmers of light, you exist
I want to say that you are good
I want to say that I wouldn't kill you if the chance arose
I want to say this, but you won't let me
I am unsure, is it your goal to make me hate you?
Is it your goal to keep me confused?
Or perhaps you are merely attempting to be funny
I'm not laughing
I would push you out of my life quite utterly,
If it weren't for the nagging feeling that you actually are ok
I wonder do you realise, that my only wish was to be nice?
You hadn't known, but I was sacrificing myself for you
I would have thought that in this one circumstance at least,
You would be maybe, the worst possible? minus one?
Perhaps I was right to use that as the reason to hate you
After seeing just how little I mean to you
But perhaps there is a chance that things will change
That your acts may suddenly become clear,
And I shall know whether to see you as light or just another spot of darkness
Would I be right in saying this?
No, fuck off
Life punched me in the face!
When it gave me the flu
Life kicked me in the balls!
When it gave me exams to do
But I could forgive life
Cause it had thrown me a bone
But when I told him how I felt,
life snatched it away - and burned down my home
Now I'm really sad
Because my life is a mess
I'm sick and my hearts broken
And I've a hell of a lot of stress
Now I don't know
Just how I'll go on
Cause I don't know how to live
If my love life has gone
They say that there are plenty
More fish in the sea
But when you're gay & 14 years old
There's no one out their - for me
...
That second one is very old
I do have a couple with four lines' though...
<spoiler=Untitled>In a land where all is dark with just a few shimmers of light, you exist
I want to say that you are good
I want to say that I wouldn't kill you if the chance arose
I want to say this, but you won't let me
I am unsure, is it your goal to make me hate you?
Is it your goal to keep me confused?
Or perhaps you are merely attempting to be funny
I'm not laughing
I would push you out of my life quite utterly,
If it weren't for the nagging feeling that you actually are ok
I wonder do you realise, that my only wish was to be nice?
You hadn't known, but I was sacrificing myself for you
I would have thought that in this one circumstance at least,
You would be maybe, the worst possible? minus one?
Perhaps I was right to use that as the reason to hate you
After seeing just how little I mean to you
But perhaps there is a chance that things will change
That your acts may suddenly become clear,
And I shall know whether to see you as light or just another spot of darkness
Would I be right in saying this?
No, fuck off
Life punched me in the face!
When it gave me the flu
Life kicked me in the balls!
When it gave me exams to do
But I could forgive life
Cause it had thrown me a bone
But when I told him how I felt,
life snatched it away - and burned down my home
Now I'm really sad
Because my life is a mess
I'm sick and my hearts broken
And I've a hell of a lot of stress
Now I don't know
Just how I'll go on
Cause I don't know how to live
If my love life has gone
They say that there are plenty
More fish in the sea
But when you're gay & 14 years old
There's no one out their - for me
...
That second one is very old
