The Life He Had To Live

From the start he was blinded
Oblivious to the pain
yet he continued along
through the sun and through the rain

Continued moving forward
without a single care
made some new friends
and for a time love was in the air

but life plays a little game
and sends you in a spin
grabbed him; spinned round and round
tossed him aside and left with a grin

Bad luck surrounded him
filled him with remorse
he then did actions no one expected
until his voice was hoarse

And with that a loss
more great than he could see
Alone he stood there
never to be filled with glee

but the friends he had met
came to his aid
and although he feels a bit better
there were mistakes he had made

to correct them would be fine
to save him from the sin
but try as he might
he just could not win

so he lived on in his years
pain distilled and leveled
living a life he never wanted
a life that never settled

Uhh, I don't know what to think. It diden't rym, witch I like, not all poems have to rym.
This touches me in a way I can't explan cause I don't know how its touched me. . .

I liked it, really, I did.
Good job Cy. :)

lust's veyron, some poems don't rhyme. Scratch that, some poems do not have to rhyme. Some poem writers have rhymes and no rhymes at the same time. Hey! Cybex mewtwo. Try a palidrome poem.