I made this poem a long time ago, but I just remembered it as I finished my story, "Black on White." Please tell me if it goes ok...
By me.....
When I was young and infant,
They all used to love me.
But then, through me they disband
And regret everything by me.
Despised by my family, alone in this rigid humanity,
The loneliness it felt which couldn't melt
Made so much attempt of reaching the unreliant help.
Now I'm trying to change this crooked,
Peaceful world of mine.
Into a hook of happiness,
I may never find.
But since He came to me, this confident
I in tempt returned as a savior when I'm in-depth.
Yet, nobody knows where this emptiness
Resign deep in my lonely disregarded me...
But the sound of melody still resembles my body,
As I see life in those unfortunate eyes
You held by me.
Then because of you I fought and change like
A crystal diamond from a lifeless rug.
Still... Even though I should cross thousand of flaws just
To be with you,
The resemble will always the truth.