Do not write poetry when your current mood is: angst.
Don't ever do it; it can only end in tears.
Spray paint-huffing, emo tears.
You end up with crap like this (a real poem by a person with a religious alias):
Every night laying in bed
Fighting the pain
Fighting the tears
Wanting iit all to end
Oh how i wish that it all could just end
and then I pray when
I wake up I find that it is
All just a dream
And that it never
Seriously? What the hell.