This poem i have written (along with a few others) for my poetry assignment. I have not written any kind of poetry before so I dont expect it to be very good! Just looking at some tips for improvement. Thanks!
Jealousy-
It starts,
With an ache,
With time,
It grows.
It is blinding,
And destructive,
Decaying friendship,
Restricting love.
An illness of the soul,
That gradually drives you insane.
And yet it can be cured,
When we find,
It is all in the mind
