Troubled

[Naval_Fluff]

As the witching hour creepd ever closer
My mind's a torrent of frenzied feelings
As unsettling thoughts of night and day
Break me down 'till body is kneeling
When will my life come to an end
Does the woman I love love me back?
Is there really a heaven or a hell?
This is what I ponder in night's deep black

I dunno how good it is, I've never showed it to anyone else. I love it if I were able to use more metaphores and similies in my poems, but I just can't seem to figure it out yet.

 

[Spare]

It's good!

Poetry is hard, even by literary standards (I think, anyway). Just keep working at it; you'll figure out your metaphores and similies before you know it.

 

[Naval_Fluff]

Thanks! I'm currently trying to write a poem for a certain girl Bring on teh mushiness!