I never know how to properly write down my fears or sorrows.. So I just make corny poetry to let out all the unexpressed emotions
Maiden in the Night
I would burn it all away
If I could only burn the bad
But if it comes the day
It happens, I'd feel so very sad
Because there were scraps of light
From the beast hid in the dark
I never felt I'd be so bright
Without this lonely spark
And pain she is a constant
My maiden in the night
That scornful love of my despair
My masochistic plight
The poem has a regular rhyme for the most part, with kinda refrain in the last few lines:
And pain she is a constant
My maiden in the night
That scornful love of my despair
My masochistic plight
Love, masochism, and despair are all wrapped up like a beast hiding in the dark
It's very personal and I imagine many people can relate to it. This is a talent you have....exercise it!
@Rabbittarius Sending the best hopes for your continued writing career!