Challenge
WTIYOS
I saw wabisabi post a challenge like this on prose and I thought it was cool. In this version of the challenge you would take one of my poems and write it in your own style. You can do a total overhaul or just change a few things, whatever you want! My poetry isn't very good so this might be lame, but I hope you like this challenge.
Broken
I can't breathe; my soul is being ripped to shreds. It hurts but every day I try to mend
what keeps on breaking in my head. I can't seem to think straight this jumble of words scratching at the walls of my brain like a dog begging for its owner to let them out. So there i stay withering away without a doubt the only thing in hand are the crisp cold sheets of my bed. My boken heart shatters, while i'm stuck wishing I was dead instead.