life is over
the world is broken
we are dying
so i sit there and wait
for my heart to stop
i look out the window
glass litters the ground
our stuff is in the street.
the house is on fire
the air is hard to breath
the beat is slowing
and the kids outside is yelling
'MOM, get up! Get out of the house!'
i lay there and close my eyes.
i listen as the beeting stops.
nothing is waiting
god thought us unworthy
and our life is over
i sat there and waited
til' the lights went out
its the end of the world
and no one cares
life is over
A contest entry
- [it's the end of the world.] by -foreverandever.
535 points, ended February 27, 2007, 16 entries
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Comments
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Angie...You are an awesome poet, more so than you think.
THis poem has imagery like none other, it....has substance. Its about the end of the world, and its tragic. you...are...awesome....beautiful work, kid.
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I really like this. It has amazing imagery, and gives me the chills. If it were me, I would change the ending up a bit, but that's only my opinion for what it's worth (or what it's not worth). Good job...
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a good description of the surroundings and the situation.
i like the repetition of 'life is over'
it emphasises the point and makes you feel sort of hopeless, defenceless.
thank you for entering,
& best of luck
♥
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