Inspired by Twenty-One Pilots's, Guns For Hands.
This is a short poem that I wrote in response to Twenty-One Pilot's song, Guns For Hands. It was originally written for a creative writing class that I took earlier on in the year. It uses a lot of different poetry devices that we learned in the class. The original poem, however, had a very different format, but that didn't look quite as good in blog format.
I'm trying. But
It's hard. The world
Is a mons-
-ter. I'm
Trying. But
It's useless. Noth-
-ing Matters. I'm
Trying. But
It's not there. Hope
has faded. I'm
Trying. But I
Can't remember.
I'm trying
To sleep.
But I Can't…
When you all have
Guns For Hands
