I just saw this thread, and thought maybe, someone could give me a little advice on this poem...? I only just added verse 4 and 5. The rest of me poetry is in the link in my signature. Also, I think you can gather my style from my signature as well.
A pocket full of whispers,
This wakefulness disturbed.
Two patched-up lovers shattered,
His anger finally curbed.
They took the risk in knowledge,
They understood it square.
Yet one thing was forgotten,
Life is never fair.
In one messed up moment,
Through drugs and endless drink.
Throughout the raging terror,
His heart began to sink.
The gun was pulled in rashness,
The trigger, just a click.
To his knees he fell in horror;
Just life’s old dirty trick.
...thankyou...
