Questions of a Shatterd Soul

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Does it always cross their mind,
when they make their own end?
Does that person always seem the kind,
who would take it into their hands?

Is it the phrases that I say?
Is it about the way I look?
Is it that my mind wanders that way?
That I wonder how it feels to die.

Should you worry that I think of this?
Or is it that I could?
Should I worry that I wouldn’t miss,
this place I don’t call home?

Is it wrong to consider plans?
Is it bad not to prepare the future?
Should I really care about life’s demands?
Because the truth is that I don’t.

Could I ever be worth the try?
Could the tears I shed become a memory?
Should I really tell someone that I,
often wish for the end?

Is it that I really have thought?
Is it that I never have cared?
Should it matter it happens a lot,
to the ones who it wouldn’t seem.

I think it’s that I feel alone.
My problems cannot be shared.
I’ve always dealt fine on my own.
But it’s always been that way.




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This type of writing is very common. Still, its nice. It shows the cries of the long lost souls who can't find their way to paradise.

Positive Review: Wonderful! Probably, these are the questions commonly asked by the dead people who can't find peace because of what happened to them.

Negative Review: I see your poem not well organize. It really makes me crazy finding out the gist of the whole poem. POLISH more, make some revisions, and have it post again.

In general, it is nice. Three stars for you ***. ^^
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Hi screamandshout,

This didn't really make me want to scream and/or shout. Using questions in poetry is a dangerous business, especially the sheer number of questions you have presented us with in this piece. The problem with it is that as a reader we expect answers, not to be asked questions repeatedly. If anything, all this does is show me the narrator (or you) doesn't have any idea what they're trying to talk about in their poem. There's no focus, or point, or meaning. It's just a bunch of questions lined up after each other.

Scrap the questions, and write some answers. And then I'll be interested in what you have to say.
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