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one of the first things i ever wrote that i was happy with...
I wish you could see the frustration That I go through every time I think of you And the price I?ve had to pay For being the one to fall in love with you So you ask me for another chance When I?m the one left with our tragic past All the reasons that I have to be with you There?s two more why it?s no so I am through Every sweet thing we had is now A sour, bitter love turned to a routine screaming match That I can?t take much more and I won?t fight anymore So I think back now to the days gone by With you, me, and the beach from last July The ocean roars a golden loin?s pride With the yellow sun in a beautiful summer sky Why you cried the night when we made love In the waves of heated sand beneath our clothes I can?t stop hanging onto you, our life And the night I kissed your soft, warm belly twice Once for you and the life within you I met you after work in a hospital room Where the doctor said there?s something wrong I held you crying in my arms all night And the day we buried our unborn son good-bye After that it wasn?t easy Our lives went mourn and get really crazy The painful late nights I spent at the bar Thrashed myself sick and threw-up in the car Your Prozac sleeping pills I found in the basement How you took them down so sick and tragic I couldn?t bring myself to help you do it So I hired a shrink to help us through this We acted happy and worked together To put the past away and move on forward But those days are few and far between Finally we snapped and the fighting screamed It got so bad I thought we?d kill each other So I moved out and home to California To visit my ma and get my life together Its been six months since I saw you last Till you rang the phone and asked me back I said no and that I?d better go Our lives must move on down these separate roads You began to cry as we said our goodbyes It was time to put to rest all we had in The end of last July
What particular style of poetry is this in? I found reading it outloud fairly akward. Poetry I know doesn't have to rhyme, but occasionaly it does making the proceeding lines sound uneven.
I like the overall story to it, though. But where's the pattern?