It was just a little game Meant to cause a little pain We were just too arrogant To realize that we shouldn't Take her hand, wrapped in cotton Don't forget a single button Count of three, pick her up Set her down We'll play hide and seek In the ground It was just a little game Meant to cause a little pain We just went a little to far Now we have a body in our car Hidden with just a blanket Our only goal it to bury it
We've all got skeletons in our closets. Some are literal. Some are figurative. Sometimes we aren't quite sure, so either way we chose to bury it.
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The theme of this poem is definitely a haunting one, but you did a very good job working with the dark themes here! It was an interesting read all the way through and you did a good job of expanding the tragic story with each line and stanza.
The piece flowed well, but the inconsistency of using rhymes in some places but not others was a bit distracting. Ending three consecutive lines with the word "again" felt awkward. Over all, your choice of words were good.