Open, broken, empty... what?
She's there again.
Follow me.
I go again.
No.
Homely, lonely, angry... why?
She smiles.
I stare.
She's taking me there.
Bringing me... where?
There.
Her empty kingdom of... what?
I can't.
What is this?
Am i dead?
She shakes her head.
Smile.
It's all okay now.
How?
Just rest.
You did your best.
Leave the rest,
To me.
Author notes
This poem is about Carrie. I can't tell you who she is exactly because she isn't. That's just it. She was though. I hate her and love her at the same time, but she's not really here though and she never was. She hurt me. She made me hurt. She can't hurt me anymore, but she was once the other me inside me. She is noone though and noone knows her except me even though some people do know about her. I can't tell you who she is, simply because she isn't.
Written March 16th, 2006
A contest entry
- Haunt me, make me cry by Newie.
400 points, ended March 23, 2006, 23 entries
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i joined your group so i thought i would check out some of your poems.. i really liked this poem. i thought it was rather good. i liked the way it was written, the structure was really good and made the poem even better.. i loved your words.. =) ~Toni~
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you lost me again kid, come on and make it something, your poem shouldn't have to be explained for it to make sence... that space is more for what you were feeling at the time or what caused you to write it
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i love the rhyme in this... its really whacked up but it works really really well
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