What? No comments? Haha...no votes either......? This is pitiful! lol. No one wants to form a mob against me? Would it be too much to ask if someone could tell me that this meant something to them? Well, since no one has any comments, I'm going to explain my own poem to myself, lol.

I think this very accurately describes the depth of pain in the heart when the person you love doesn't know you love them because sometimes words can't form when you're heart is racing too fast. I think that it portrays the madness of pain and death. About how often we compare our pain with death and how often we assume the two to be one in the same.

Also, I think that this poem explains that we fear what we do not know. Death is inevitable, but we have been taught to find the unusual as something that's going to hurt you, though it may very well not.

Therefore, I conclude that this poem is probably one of my best in my opinion. It has so much symolism in it that is often hidden a bit too well in my other poems. I'm really proud of this poem, but a bit disappointed that no one has said anything. Is it just me, or does anyone else find anything special about this poem? Does it touch you at all?

~Sierra