Please read and give me an honest opinion and if I should change anything!!! Thank you 😊 What life is that, to be filled with war? I think I know. It's quite sad though. It really is a tale of woe, I watch her frown. I cry hello. It gives her life a shake, And sobs until the tears make. The only other sounds that break, Are distant shouts and shots awake Life is rare, sweet, and deep, But she has nothing to keep, Until then she shall not sleep. As she lies in bed weeping She rises from her bitter bed, With thoughts of sadness in her head, She idolizes being dead. Facing the day with never-ending dread. Hello everyone, this is a poem a made a while ago but it's one of my best poems. What's your opinion on it?