When it Happens

Oh, okay now that actually does make sense. And I do agree with you, thanks for the review .

Edit: Sorry, that came off unintentionally and uncharacteristically cold and hostile. What I meant was that I agree with Flemzo, and I think that more thought could have gone towards the making of this poem. It felt like the first five stanzas were just filler before the depressing ending. Every line in a poem should have meaning and purpose. A poem should make us think about life or death or evoke emotion or something new. It shouldn't just try to make us pity the writer, unless there is some special reason why we should pity you. If there is one, then that would be a poem I would like to read.

Hmm...I think you right. Thanks for the review .

It was all right.
There is no rythym in this poem.

When it Happens
It only takes one thing.

One thing to make happy.
One thing to make me sad.

One thing to make me love life.
One thing to not see the point of life.

One thing to do better.
One thing to not see any better.

One thing to improve my life
ONE thing to see nothing special.

One thing to reach for my dreams.
One thing to end my dreams and the space I take up.

Well it's how I feel. I guess if you've never been a depressant or even thought about killing yourself what would this matter to you? This is me sharing to anyone who reads this how I feel. And if you can not see how I feel don't insult me. Cause I am a sensitive person which I thought was obvious through my poem...Maybe its not even a poem. It's just my feelings typed out.

No caps.
No rhythm I can notice.
And this definitely looks like an email forward.
All that's missing is the "Pass this to 30 of your friends or else a man with an axe will stand over your bed at 12 am in the morning tonight."