Comment: Problem is BOTH end in the same place - an empty circular-file with endless echoes of self...takes multiple I's to make a We... but no We survives a being thats only I.
Review: Read aloud - the 'Dance' stumbles and the anger that gives it the BITE and honesty fades. The content is valid. The emotion is present... and people WILL hear the thoughts you express...
i like this some self asorbed persons think that you are not important to have a life and youmay need to talk about you sometimes...I know so many people like this....and I have said just what you have concluded...I AM DONE WITH YOU...LOVED THAT LINE.
I feel like I can feel the anger waves radiating off of these words. :) I do think that it has one flaw, and that's how literal it is. Rants feel good to let out, but unless you throw in a twist--some neat figurative language, or strong vocabulary, maybe a unique rhyme scheme--this is just something that we already know a lot about as readers. It's a common problem and there's nothing new here; it's kinda white noise. Reading back, I noticed that there are some rhymes in the beginning--somehow I missed those at first--but it's strange that you don't continue with the rhyming all the way through the poem.
As with all wordsmiths, we each strive to find the most elegant linguistic flow to describe simple things. In this case, I don't see that as necessary. They say that perception is reality and we each express our reality as we see fit. Sometimes, the most halting forms are the most appropriate. The path of least resistance is to flow like water, or to move as heavenly bodies. Simple. Direct.
Would weighty words and lilting meter have helped you express your emotion and added to the content in some way? Perhaps. I'm sure others would choose that route. The question is, do you feel that you expressed yourself adequately?
two schools of thought have given their voice on this piece. I say, listen to both, as they offer valid insight. Then take what you will from it and move on. We can only describe our experience. Our perception. Still, this form of communication demands that we get our point across. This you did. Any adjustments in style, are completely up to you...
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