meh i made this poem when i was bored...quite emo lol. tell me wat u think about it. i haven't put much thought on it.

I used to be a was.
Now I am an is.
Screeching for safety as I decide to fly away from suicide.
Flickering my eyes as I put the knife out of my mind from suicide.
Desert winds grunt silently by my side preventing me from suicide.
Battered and bruise as I struggle out of my burden from suicide.
I used to be a was.
Now I am suicide.

rate my poem thanks xD

Lawl wow, so people think this poem just sucks. Just to let people know, A POEM DOESN'T NESSESARILY HAVE TO RHYME. RHYMING = More Restriction of words to put in. Thanks

this sucks mate,srry

lol...ok i'll try to make better next time..but then again i'd expect nothing from jsp over here

i think isnt bad at all..

hmm..not bad...but its kinda funny..

good

yay! xD

its alright

Don't make his head big.. It blows.