Love's Death


You Often Dreamed Of Things You Felt Were Impossible To Come True...But One Day, It Happened. It Really Happened. Love Had Found You And Now You're Floating On Clouds. But Now The Storms Are Coming...As Time Pass, Those Clouds Begin To Descend Lower And Lower...Your Heart Drops...You Never Would've Thought That Love Would Leave You...Especially After The Agreement You Made With Your Heart...Wow...The Bomb Placed On Your Chest...You Have To Get Away Before Anyone Else Gets Hurt...You Climb Off That Cloud And Begin To Run Away But...3..2..1..

Guide that inspired this poem: 


Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741