What did I do wrong?
What’s the point of me being me?
Why can I not hold you?
Where am I now I am lost?
Crippled in the morning
Dead by the daylights death
I choked on words like poison
Read your words that stole my breath
What was all the reasons
If nothing amounts to anything
What can I stand to gain
Incurable of passion
Hopeless and driven insane
I never wanted much
The path you took was short and narrow
I tricked myself to not care
When alone at last I died
Inside,
What did I do wrong?
What’s the point of me being me?
Why can I not hold you?
Where am I now I am lost?
Please tell me what you think
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This poem shows great pain and longing, and I really like that about this poem. The only thing I'd change is in the line
What was all the reasons
I'd change was to were, because reasons is plural and you have a singular verb in past tense for a plural noun.
Great poem. It evoked great emotion within me.
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