Very nice! It tells the truth without being depressing. In a way, it's inspiring. You are telling about something that happened to you, and it may help others as well. The beginning is a tiny bit tedious, but otherwise it is very good. Keep it up!
Poetry is a delicate form of expression it's art, you may notice.
it requires patience, knowledge, and wisdom from the start that's devoted.
Many are called but few are chosen, even less are noticed.
But I was called and chosen, but unlike most I truly know this...
...I know this dance of words and metaphors,
That I use to convey my feelings that my peers tend to ignore.
Therefore, I write this all solely for me, hoping one day possibly,
That this Prophecy from a Prodigy may tear down the walls within.
With that said I'll begin with where I've been...
The past 5 years of my life have been agonizing to say the least.
This past agony is continually stabbing me so very deep.
Flashback to reality, shall this be, another failed attempt at writing?
No how can it be? Does that mean my dream is never happening.
These cruel unusual strifes keep beating, battering,
Staggering my will until I barely have a thing.
So I'm panicking from trafficking, losing sleep and it's challenging,
Because I'm tackling these psychopathic thoughts that seem baffling.
Fact is that my sanity is balancing
on the edge of a ledge of a scaffolding,
And this mental war I'm always battling brings me dread,
So I'm abandoning the war because I believe it's best.
I feel a force of evil deep inside of me,
A voice that brings upheaval of a thought so frightening.
A noise, no a nightmare that's infinitely fighting me,
And the fury I'm intimately enduring is igniting me.
In truth I'm entirely exhausted, My nerves are shot I think I've nearly lost it.
I've got the mind state of a prisoner...better yet, a hostage.
And it makes me feel nauseous because I know that I am toxic,
But my feelings never show, so, instead they freely flow in me like a faucet.
So I'm on my guard and always cautious because I can't afford to be obnoxious,
And I'm constantly remaining conscious of my words because their colossus.
Every bit of truth you may seek, I speak, I could never be thoughtless.
But even then, in the end, it's a sin, to be so pompous.
And it's not my fault I'm always on this,
no contest, no protest, I'm the best, I confess.
Just listen invest in this message impressive,
you know I've been blessed with poetic successes.
Very nice! It tells the truth without being depressing. In a way, it's inspiring. You are telling about something that happened to you, and it may help others as well. The beginning is a tiny bit tedious, but otherwise it is very good. Keep it up!
Hello Ulysses! LadyShadows here to review!
I liked this poem. It was emotional, deep, and very real. It shows the message on how it is to be suffering. From anything, including drugs. I liked how the poem wasn't too choppy and seemed to have at least a nice flow. It also had a nice length to it. I noticed some problems though. From another reviewer that they said that they were confused when you capitalized 'prophecy' and 'prodigy'...I am too. Is there a message of sorts that you were trying to get across? If that was so, maybe italicizing those words would have been a better choice. However, there are other things I spotted:
'it requires patience, knowledge, and wisdom from the start that's devoted.'
'It' needed to be capitalized, as I noticed that this was in the beginning of a new sentence. It would also keep the flow and consistency as the poem mostly starts with a capital letter.
'Poetry is a delicate form of expression it's art, you may notice.'
This was awkwardly phrased in my opinion. I feel like these three choices would be better:
1.) "Poetry is a delicate form of art, you notice."
2.) "Poetry is an expression of art, you may notice."
3.) "Poetry is a delicate form of expression in art, you may notice."
These three sound much better. Of course, I used my own style, but this may still be helpful. There are other things, but this now mainly involves wordiness. Avoid being too wordy. I did say it had flow, but some things were still an issue. I suggest reading it out loud as I told others I've previously reviewed. You will hear the awkwardness through the sound of your voice. Other than all this, keep writing! 
Have a nice day!
Hi Ulysses! I hope you're well! Came here to do a quick review for you! Hope you'll find my notes to be of help. Here goes!
Poetry is a delicate form of expression it's art, you may notice.
it requires patience, knowledge, and wisdom from the start that's devoted.
That I use to convey my feelings that my peers tend to ignore.
That this Prophecy from a Prodigy may tear down the walls within.
The past 5 years of my life have been agonizing to say the least.
Flashback to reality, shall this be, another failed attempt at writing?
No how can it be? Does that mean my dream is never happening.
Fact is that my sanity is balancing
on the edge of a ledge of a scaffolding,
A noise, no a nightmare that's infinitely fighting me,
In truth I'm entirely exhausted, My nerves are shot I think I've nearly lost it.
And it makes me feel nauseous because I know that I am toxic,
no contest, no protest, I'm the best, I confess.
Just listen invest in this message impressive,
you know I've been blessed with poetic successes.
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