[ WP ] Write your heart onto your sleeve , Reddit .

First off I suck at poems and rhyming. Ill attempt it but this will probably come off as a story albeit a true one. ( based ) 
 
 Snow. How bitter sweet the name. 
 
 Shining bright in the field as I saw you.... 
 
 I never once imagine you would crack~ 
 
 But on the eve you did Oh I was there for you. 
 
 I never asked for much oh dear but merely your love and affection! 
 
 I was always there day in or days out! 
 
 I was waiting, comforting, accepting when you broooke ( broke ). 
 
 I stayed your knife knowing the pains that I took from you unto myself.... 
 
 Oh how I kept my mouth shut of anger! 
 
 As I boiled and simmered with rage! 
 
 Who could've done this to my dear! The one who I cherished above all?! 
 
 Who?! Who dareth try and take her away! 
 
 I will NOT let her be hurt? I would rather harm thyself then let her be harmed..... 
 
 I beamed for her as I kept a new mask en-place to protect you oh! 
 
 Oh I kept my tongue and stayed my hand to protect you! 
 
 And after weeks and weeks unto months and months oh how I hid my rage! 
 
 And when I finally broke..... You were nowhere to be seen.... 
 
 Nowhere near o'er the planes....It was as if you never were there.... 
 
 Not even when I succumbed to the desire of flesh and the taste -O metal! 
 
 I cried my soul out to you trying to see where I had gone wrong! 
 
 But you had none of it! Not even a care as my arms wept warm tears of scarlet! 
 
 My flesh was wrung with knife wounds that would never heal all because you abandoned me! 
 
 I will never be the same! But for those with me! I preserver! 
 
 For although I walk in the shadow o' death I have brethren to shoulder my weight! 
 
 They will help-eth me and would've helped you if only you listened to me! Just once! 
 
 But NO! You denied it. Denied yourself! 
 
 You wanted to weep scarlet from your wrists torn asunder no matter what I did..... 
 
 And you almost succeeded.....And I almost left covered in my own cloak of scarlet similar to thou'st cape.... 
 
 That bloody cape of death.....It sickens you but you keep it..... 
 
 No matter what I do...... I ultimately fail..... 
 
 
 /End 
 
 
 Inspired from a portion of my life....The joys of depression... It sucks....But enough about that. How did my `` poem'' go? Even if my life's dark? 
 
 
 

