A Card Dealt -------------------------------------------
My heart is but a mirror of shattered dreams,
a cavern filled with echoed screams.
A mind filled with hateful greed,
a mind set with a revengeful deed.
To punish he as he did I,
and hope to God he will cry.
Make him feel the pain I felt,
when from his life was the card I was dealt.
I see the pain. Everyone has a bad card they are dealt that they have to try and bet the odds. I know it is just a poem of how you feel but wanting revenge is not good. It just makes us mope longer on the hurting we are doing to our self. It was still good and I still liked it. I have read a couple of your poems already and I was wondering do your rhymes come naturally or does it take a while to get everything to flow?
Apparently playing the cards you are dealt sucks sometimes.
Ummm...I enjoyed the rhyme very much, only got confused on the "he did I" part, had to read it twice.
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Submission Name: A Card Dealt
