I personaly don't like poetry but i couldn't help but put a piece of poetry i wrote that got me sent to the school psyciatrist for 2 weeks.
Final Dream
I do not know where I stand
So desolate and bliss
I've never seen this wasteland
Where I see nothing that exists
I cannot find my friends
Or anyone at all
I knew i'd lose them in the end
When I tripped into that steep fall
I think that I am sleeping
Or maybe i passed out
I hear my relatives weeping
And all my friends shout
Then it occurs in my head
I discover and I deem
While I lie in this dark bed
I'm in my final dream
Final Dream
I do not know where I stand
So desolate and bliss
I've never seen this wasteland
Where I see nothing that exists
I cannot find my friends
Or anyone at all
I knew i'd lose them in the end
When I tripped into that steep fall
I think that I am sleeping
Or maybe i passed out
I hear my relatives weeping
And all my friends shout
Then it occurs in my head
I discover and I deem
While I lie in this dark bed
I'm in my final dream