This is the type of poem that has no meaning until you're done.

This is the type of poem that you'd start during a crisis and won't finish until that crisis is over.

News Flash!

Your crisis will never end; it'll never be over!

Instead it'll repeat itself over and over and over again.

It won't stop, no it won't!

Because it needs you, just like you need it.

It needs you.

You need it.

You need it.

Do you know what that crisis is?

Do you really?

No, you don’t!

Truth is, no one knows what causes his or her crisis.

They just blame the biggest thing that gets them pissed off.

In my case it’s my life.

This is the type of poem that expresses your true feelings in the weirdest of ways.

In ways where you can't even decipher the smallest bit of feeling you’ve expressed in this poem.

This is the type of poem that may seem like you’ve never put a bit of effort into what you’ve done.

When in reality, it’s the most difficult yet greatest accomplishment you’ve ever done.