This was a good poem...
don't change how you write...its good....i like it...

Fire turns to ice
and tears to stone;
Withered flowers
drift and blow.

I scream from lungs
a muffled cry,
No one cares,
or asks me why?

So much abuse
on my esteem,
Feel my fury
of tornado pleas.

Save me world
from blinding rain
Turn life around,
please numb my pain.

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I have tried to keep the essense of you work, but this is just an idea. If you would like more help or explanation, PM me.

Welccome to the club and remember it doesn't really matter how it looks, as long as your writing your feelings down. Each person has their own style, so please read as much as you can and use styles that best suit your own flow.

Well done

Michael

I really really like this poem!
You write well, keep it up!