I've been doing a lot of critique-ing myself (not neccessarily on createblog) and I think I deserve some brutal honesty. I wrote this poem a few days ago. A whirlpool of my darkness on paper.

Trapped

Inescapable darkness,

Repeated failures,

Constant miseries,

It's so dark.

The world,

Cast shadows,

On me,

I can't find the light.

simple, yet good. nice job.

Not bad at all, I personally found this piece a bit vague... from my interpertation anyways. I get the dark image and all but I just don't exactly get what you're trapped in specifically having the fact that there could be many things. Keep up the good work though. And post some more of your work up here in the writing section. I need something to read... possibly something to relate to as well