Featherweight

A found poem about my secret feelings for the person I care about.

Featherweight

 

I used to dream.  They stab my mind.  The walls closed on me.  What have I done?  Did you stop to notice, when darkness seems to win?  Four years, walk these halls alone.  Hard to see, living her dreams, I used to dream.  Featherweight, did you stop to notice, I used to dream.  When your dreams all fail, memories blur and they make me shudder. Hard to see, ran amok, Featherweight, four years, living her dreams.  When darkness seems to win, do you stop to notice me?

Author's Note

Please be critical. Tell me what you think.

Reviews

[The Slayer]

Miles there's always someone out there and I know some girl out there thinks that you're amazing. Heck I know someone who likes you right now. Don't lose hope.

[The Slayer]

Miles is this about you-know-who?

[Miles W.]

Indeed. It is.

[Michael J. Cline]

I love the darkness tone that you have set in the poem miles. WHODEY

[Bethany_Savy]

I really like how it told a story but was mystical at the same time.
A suggestion I have though would be to format it more like a poem. Thats more of a preference though :)

[The Slayer]

This seems like something the Joker would say..... It's very beautiful and sad.... Watson

[Sami Khalil]

A very interesting one...Thank you for penning...:)