My Brand New Phone Broke So I Wrote A Poem

[Midnighter]

I wrote this poem on friday January 23th. I was mad and i had to write a sonnet for language arts, so I wrote a sonnet on me being mad

“Just My Luck”

I feel the anger burning through my veins,
Numbing my senses and dulling my mind.
My brand new phone, almost one of a kind,
Ruined by a fool not knowing the pain,
He caused me like a dark cloud’s senseless rain,
Tied to distress, despair my only bind,
Rage with grief and happiness left behind,
Never to be seen or heard of again.

The fact it was a gift worsens my woe,
Received on Christmas from my kind parent,
It all went to waste each and every buck.
With nothing left to do, nowhere to go,
I sit here alone sad and malignant.
Well, that’s just life, that’s just my luck.

[Midnighter]

[glow=purple,2,300][shadow=purple,left,300]Where'd all the good people go? [/shadow][/glow]