Shakespearian sonnet. I think all the syllables are right. Drop me a note if you find something wrong


Amazing Grace

Now, it makes me laugh and it makes me cry,

The way you strut and no one seems to mind

It made me low but now I'm far too high

How does it go? I saw but now am blind.

Was found but now am lost in the dark'ning

Evening that draws me in and engulfs me

Amazing Grace, that bitter sound. I cling,

Obstinate, to my failing sanity

Where have my stars gone? Nothing but thunder,

Achingly dark and deep, my loneliness,

And all I hold to is torn asunder

Nothing to do but attempt to suppress

The terror and the anger that run deep

While I am awake and now while I sleep