Feb 13, 2006 22:32
I needed to write and I have a sonnet due in Lit, so I killed two birds with one stone. Feedback is greatly appreciated.
World full of burdens bestowed upon me
Tied down by words confide in me alone
Only few escape, finally to be free
The rest imprisoned by a harsher tone
Such words of love and hate surround my heart
Not my own but entrusted to me still
The bystander to these lives torn apart
Inside the pain lives on I cannot kill
The hope that things might work out for the best
With fewer tears and hurt than times before
Outweighs the grief cause'd by all the rest
Even when the bad numbers many more
but the pain I feel right now still is strong
I pray this time it will not last for long.