The purpose of this piece was to take 25 words and create your own poem containing all the words. I chose this piece because I felt I put myself into the poem with all I could. I am proud I could express myself into words and be okay to share with the world. Lastly, I have learned that I could rid of stress through poetry.
Waiting for this endless depression to end.
For all I see is the cold lights in the clouded future.
Somewhere, I know there will be a new repair
Wanting me to restart my construction
That progression has taken another way.
Foreclosure has occurred
Like a falling plague taking apart
The storage of my memories.
They are Broken.
The ugly mess is taller then I imagined.
But I am proud to say,
This is my abandoned future.