Been reading a lot of excellent writing which makes me feel inadequate. Also I had a story taken down which has lyrics that are available on the internet on lyrics sites etc. so I don't really understand how that works. So, basically feeling a bit down plus I got a lot of personal problems at the mo. Wrote a sonnet in the sense that it it is about love, has 14 lines in the rhyming pattern of ABAB and the last two are a rhyming couplet. I am awful at poetry and I hate it but I do quite like the last two lines. Also I own nothing. Although do we really ever own anything? "I came to this world with nothing. And I leave with nothing but love. Everything else is just borrowed"
Her fruit filled breath
His pale fingers against warm leather glove
Her scent of death
Though he thought it not possible, it was love
And though he knew little of it she was his Sun
And she fell in love with his mind
She was not a prize to be won
Rather a treasure to find
She tolerated the whining
Was fascinated by the love of crime
Though he was distracted she came shining
Her voice a melodic chime
And though you may deem me incorrect
I truly believe that they make each other perfect
So yeah I know I've written two awful chapters and a song fic that got taken down. And now a sonnet. I'll write more as soon as I get over the 'I am awful at writing it is cheesy and under developed' phase.