To love with my heart
My heart fully alive
There is no other purpose for me to survive
And yet there is strife
A diabolical conflict standing in the way
That will do anything to suffocate this heart
Regardless of all the pain
How does such evil manifest from heavenly places
Certainly not duality, the opposite stages
Evil being the opposite of good,
Life being the opposite of death
I concure that that they are absences at.best
What do I have left?
What step is there to take?
How shall I proceed when all I have is faith
My heart proposes to bloom
Fitting all Iove here
It was created with room
That much is clear
Jazmine, I think that rhyme, half rhyme dilutes your purpose.
If you'll just humour me and read the poem 'The Road Not Taken' by Robert Frost
I think you'll become aware of his strucure, how that strucure and usage elevates the poem throughout and in certain instances. He creates a tone, and if you ask me it's and artificial one in that it's gorgeous, it's inventive whilst appearing to be everyday.
Imo you lose both your power (the voice particular to you) and message when presenting in rhyme half rhyme as you have done.
I'm not saying your message isn't worthy.
I'm saying your delivery is shonky like a sail made out of handkerchiefs- ready to give out at the first puff of wind.
Don't be that person building sails out of handkerchiefs...
like so many invariably do,
make some shit that's going to last.
Imbed your message within that and the keeping stuff might be carried whereever you might want it to.