Trees

i thought a tree could spread its wings
and maybe help me fly
i thought the rain could drown my pain
and help me say goodbye
i thought the thunder was a sound of hope
cause maybe id get by
then i heard the sound of thunder breaking my tree
the sound of rain breaking my pain
my hope my rain
no flying away for me
no thunder that could set me free
no more pensive memory's
no more hope for me
no more thoughts for me
im done and i don't believe.

Reviews

[Thinker1]

The poem over-all was really good, but had not-so-good grammer. Please make sure that you edit before you put any poem up here. Most writers dislike improper grammer and hate chatspeak. Make sure that you capitilize the start of each line, put apostrophes, ect. Other than that, I loved the metaphores that you put there. You described things well, and that really brought the piece together.