some say sickness
is the truths in pills
my alternative defeats
all thrills
what i found
what i found
whole in my stomach
face full of pain
every time i turn away
everytime you look at my again
i feel disgusted
it makes me ill
some channel this laugh of mine
takes control of time
what i found
what i found
before you know it im back to it again
close your eyes and recognize
you will find me in your disgrace
this alternative will cure you
pain gone with no pill
just pure will
somtimes the greatist
help is when you try
it's no secret but its sacred
your broken lies
your heart will die
in the service of my pain
you will find me in distress
you will never
never know the truth
to your disease
not my fault
not my fault
not my fault
Dude, I read a bunch of your poems, and they're all so awesome. The way you have your rhyme scheme set up is so interesting and very melodic. It's quite easy to read though. You also have a very incredible way of getting what you want to say across with your use of words, and I admire your skill a lot. I would comment on more...but that would get repetitive because from the ones I've read, they're all equally as astonishing, so uhh...yeah.