Poetry: A Figure Of Woe

I never looked at such a figure,
So large, so full color...
It made me have a crooked smile.
Setting off my faithful trigger,
My heart feeling smaller,
I couldn't handle the image, so vile...
It hurts me to see you, my love, with him...
Kissing under the stars, lips not dim.
I've fallen for you, and I thought maybe we were,
But no, why would I be so sure.
Love isn't always there, I know,
But this... This is woe.

I hope you like it! Made by yours truly. God, I feel like the poem guy from one of LightningSword's stories. You might know what I'm talking about.

Comments

[Time Consumer]

Don't go all Edgar Allan Poe on us now!

Good poem. 10/10- IGN

[MyLittleGeneration]

3784659 lol
We're having a lesson in English on poetry. I just decided to kick into a poetry feeling. And I'm doing a project, which I chose my poem to be 'OCD' by Neil Hilborn. Best part... we have to recite it, and it is NOT going to be easy. Just look at the poem.