Poor Destiny Poem by Samantha Schenk

I can feel it inside me, and it's starting to spread.
It all but consumes me, this feeling of dread.

I know what is coming, I know what is ahead.
I know what is happening before it is said.

My happiness before is now a dead corpse.
All my dreams gone, and so are my hopes.

I will hold on and continue to fight.
I will be true all through the night.

Destiny is a force that is sometimes mean.
But it is also strong, as many have seen.

This just cant be part of my fate.
This must be a test to find my gate.

The gates of heaven are closed for me.
That is the only reason that I can see.

The reason my happiness is gone from me.
The reason i have such a poor destiny