First of all, I found the poem to be very moving. It definitely drew me in. If I were to receive this poem, who knows? It is very deep and, depending on the mood I was in and/or my general personality, it could affect me in a lot of different ways and that is a risk of giving something like this that comes from deep in you. My reaction could range from awe to anger. Unfortunately, it could be a crapshoot, whether you know the person well or not. On the other hand, the greater the risk, the greater the reward (or loss). Even though I am a guy, I could never venture a guess at how it would be received without knowing the guy that will receive it.

Fer"I hope I'm not copping out"rick

> I wrote this poem and am thinking about giving it to this guy at my school. But... I need male imput. What would you think this poem would mean to you if you were the receipent? And what level of relationship would we have to be in for me to even give you the poem? If any of you guys could help I would *really* appreciate it. (And if any girls want to comment feel free!)
>
> Lyn
> ~~~~~~~
>
> SO COLD
>
> So cold,
> and my world is spinning.
> A tear just fell,
> and somewhere I can hear you screaming.
> I laugh, knowing I do not have to care,
> and yet
> it scares me to think of what may be.
> A future uncertain,
> A trembling hand,
> and thoughts enter my mind from miles away.
>
> I have failed,
> but my task was not worthy,
> and so I still have hope.
> A new goal awaits.
>
> I am past asking if you know.
> I do not have to care; I've been set free.
> And yet I have some feeling
> that when I see you next
> I will hate myself
> As I once hated you.
> It would be easier to hate you now,
> but I cannot,
> for I know that in my hate I sinned.
>
> But I will mourn the loss of what could have been
> and then I will stop
> and breathe
> and whisper to your psyche
> and pray to God that you will hear
> while He murmurrs "My Child, Trust In Me."
> So I, once again, will stop my futile striving.
>
> I could wish for torment to visit you
> as it did visit me.
> But I am not vengeful (and God I thank),
> and you did nothing wrong.
>
> Or could I blame you for capturing my heart?