Percybeth

I was up late at night, just thinking like the rest of us.

Tomorrow is a mystery. Are you going to try and solve it or watch someone else?

I just felt poetic.

Words cold, falling, like the rain onto the ground.

I don't really know how I feel about this poem. Feedback please. :)

Haven't written in a while.

For Sophie. You would've been 10 this August. I know all dogs go to heaven, because unlike humans, dogs are naturally good and loyal and kind.

Can you guys give me lots of feedback?

Experimental for me.

My first rhyming poem. Criticize as much as you want.

"I suppose a fire that burns that bright, is not meant to last."

Im not a well experienced story writer. Feedback?

Sorry for the cliché stanza theme. :/

Your heart was my metronome.

Like the waves, you misjudged me. And like the clouds, I misjudged you.

No story of us.

-Read author's note-

I was initially going to end this at vi. The title has two meanings.

dis·com·po·sure noun the state or feeling of being disturbed or agitated; agitation.

-this wasn't my original formatting. & I'm not sure if I like the last line.

i was too dense for your love.

I feel it again, when it rains.