yes, almost all of my poems are dreary but they are well made if i do sayso my self. it would really please me if you commented and liked my peoms that i slaved away at. i always insist that my works are perfect. enjoy!

Hell - Acronym

Happiness is nonexistent
Emotional rollercoaster’s suck
Life is lost, please return
Light is covered up

The young -poem

The young do things,
They do not mean,
And some of them,
Are not seen.

But some of them,
Are very known,
And everyone's reactions,
Are clearly shown.

Love, Hatred,
Disgust,
Some of them,
Even show Trust.

For the young,
Do all kinds of things,
And when people show trust,
They feel like they have wings.

The young can do,
Bad and good,
But they always do,
What they should.

End