18 and a Half

Shall I compare thee to a winter’s night? When death kills all and life slowly decays, Cold has no mercy and the sky no light, And lasting long, the end so far away? I do compare thee to a thing so cruel. It's a perfect mirror image of you, And I am not your simple senseless fool. I’ve many strong supporters, you have few. But unlike winter, you’re hate never ends. It keeps on going, never ending pain. …I thought we would just be forever friends, But now I realize, it was for you’re gain. Still, long as mercy lives, small as a pea, God grants you love, and he gives life to thee. Spin off of Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare Hope you enjoy... Man, I hate writing Sonnets...