Sirens screaming just for me,
trying to drag me away
from the beautiful white light.
So maybe I shouldn't have done it.
Maybe it'd have been better
to try to work things out.
But who's to blame? Not I.
Were it not for you
I wouldn't be here.
So don't say I'm crazy
for doing what I did.
They think that anyways.
So when I'm locked in the lonely room
with the walls so soft,
I want you to remember me.
I want you to remember these sirens.
Author notes
April Storm is getting on the crazy train
A contest entry
- Bitter for Sweet by grrlshadow.
600 points, ended March 27, 2007, 10 entries
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wow i love the last four lines. they ar amazing!!!! it was such a good way to end this poem i didn't expect that. very nice i loved it
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ouch!!! "So when I'm locked in the lonely room
with the walls so soft,
I want you to remember me.
I want you to remember these sirens." oh what a wonderful set of kiss-off lines! such soft anger, almost apologetic anger throughout the entire piece...marvelous! thank you so much for entering this poem, and best of luck in the contest!
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