This is a poem I just wrote when I had time. Please tell me what you think
Mask
Found a trail
Trail of black smoke
Empty and dead
Dry tree stuck by lighting
Lacked the courage
Body and soul
Madness now and then
Stopped dead
Suffered and epidemic
Our own hand
Silence for defiance
"Li Syaoran, the prince of China"
A death mask
How do you like it? I was think of making up a story for this poem. Tell me if i should