Newbie!
So I’m new to poem writing, and did a few of my own. FYI again, I’m new, so I might be terrible at this, but I would appreciate tips and any help at all. This is one of my poems that I made, I was mad during the process of making this. I channel my anger and frustration into my poems.
**You Can Take Everything.**
Take everything.
Take it!
Take my money.
Take my house.
Take my car to go along it with,
what a shiny piece.
Oh, why don’t you take my clothes,
leaving me bare?
Take my shoes too as well.
Seems you never get enough.
But that’s okay!
That’s what I’m here for anyway!
Oh you want my glasses?
Well keep them.
No, I insist!
Take my eyes.
Take my hair. Take my legs.
Take my knees.
Take my intestines.
Take my kidneys.
Take my lungs.
Take my brain.
Take my heart.
Isn’t that a pretty penny?
Worth a fortune I’d say.
You might as well take my soul too,
an eternal gift.
No, no,
I’m not forced to give it,
I want you to!
Take everything from me and leave me exposed and bare.
Nothing more than a markless snare.
I have no name,
no deed,
nothing to what i can account to.
Therefore, I have nothing to lose.
But is that anything to proud of?
Only up to you to decide!