I did my own unique rhyming scheme. Enjoy.
In front of God I plea
“Let something good happen to me!”
My prayers have ceased
somewhere on this page
My hope became pieced
That God above,
crushed my love.
Passion that spoiled
Evaporation, like water boiled
The anger that kept my heart beating
left with my bleeding
I lost my soul
In its spot is a gaping hole.
Once I was hateful,
made it so I will never be tasteful
So bland and flaked,
but my love was never fake.
