Author's Note: I'm guessing most of you actually reading this know that I want a fish. VERY BADLY! Yesterday I asked my mom again and she said, "Where will it go?" I said, " On my desk..." "Where will Marshmallow go?" See I have no idea what Marshmallow has anything to do with this -_- "I guess we could move my big purple chair and he could be in my room, too. But where will the chair go?" "I'm not talking to you about this right now." "Why not?!?!?!" "We're not moving anything yet." >:| See this is what I deal with! :P Anyways, I wrote this poem that has a lot of symbolization in it. Please comment!
A wave of despair
Has washed up on my
shore
Consuming everything
In sight
It loves to toy with
things
And then burn them
in a fire
My feelings are just
mixed in
A large bowl
Happiness has seemed
to jump out
I've tried to make
it come back
Making fish
backgrounds on computers
Shoving at chairs
Moving them around
Making room for
happiness
Except something
seems to interfere
It's a dragon that
breathes fire
Who stole my
happiness
When I try to ask it
for my happiness back
It just barely
misses me with
The balls of burning
fury
Happiness come back!
My happiness is a
fish
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