Edgar Allan Poe

I was inspired once a long time ago By something that I read I never knew such amazing things Could fill the inside of my head I always thought that poetry Was about love or romance, I never knew it could be dark Suddenly I was entranced. A whole new world had opened up And I could write about it all; Anything that crossed my mind, Anything I could recall. And it was all because of a poem I read one day at school; The poem was entitled “The Raven” And it was just so incredibly cruel, I fell in love with the poem And craved others that were the same; But there was only one author that captured me Edgar Allan Poe was his name. Every poem or story that he wrote Was like a beacon showing the way; I never knew I could write about death Without worrying what others would say And so I took leaf out of his book, And wrote about what I feel; I was always afraid to express myself But now it holds only appeal