Crappy Poetry

So I caught a little bit of slack over posting a verse because of its lack of originality on my part. Understandable. But I would say that any thing written in the Bible is a lot better and way more original than I could ever come up with. So how about I let you in on a small secret. I love poetry. I love writing it. Not so much on reading it. I do not like how people try to make rules for poetry and tell you it has to be done a certain way. Poetry is about emotion and expressing it. It’s not about rhyming or structure. It is about making the reader feel that emotion. For me, I become a literary warrior with my pen as my sword. How a warrior chooses to wield his sword is for him to decide. So with that, here is some poetry that I wrote that does not rhyme or have any set structure or definite style. It was written about a month after my conversion to Christianity from atheism and any of you who know me know the state of depression I lived in for many years. It is very raw and this is the original, written all at once, unedited and not proofread version.

Have you ever met a lonely man?
Do you know how to recognize one?
Do you understand gloominess?
Can you spot it in my eyes?
Do you see it in my posture?
Or the way I walk or talk?
Maybe if you opened my chest?
Maybe if you examined my heart?
Do you see where it’s been broken?
Right there, where it’s still unhealed
Some think it came from lost love
But they don’t know me that well
Ask me, I’ll tell you, all my life
As long as I can remember
Life has been filled with sorrow
But yet every day, I find strength
Every day I grow, because of faith
Faith in love, life and God
For all I know, tomorrow could be
The day I write in celebration!