Snapping to think of a time
I move back slowly, and lose it all
I sit silently watching a crowd
And there he is, something that clicks
A sentence, just one that makes me rage
I want to say something, but I find the answer caged.
He smiles, the others laugh
I grow silent and my throat burns
"You're the one talking trash?"
He shivers as if to say, you're ugly.
I feel as if my stomach will brust
And I will be the one thrown away.
In my mind, I can't think
Breath lost, broken, can't pull back.
My self esteem slowly ebbing away.
And in it there is something I would say.
Instead of sitting there silent.
"If I'm so ugly, then why are you alone?
What do you have to offer?"
A smirk I would wear, just to watch him crumble.
Oh, dear am I really that monster?
I know if only I had that chance
The chance would be too sweet.
I snap my fingers, I have to let go
Because of all the things I can regret now
Is not standing up for myself.
Author notes
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A contest entry
- Regret by Random Lily.
518 points, ended May 30, 2007, 10 entries
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Comments
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This is rather interesting. Not really wanting to hurt someone but at the same time regretting not doing it. I like the style you use, its very fluid. Much luck in the contest!
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I know how much this kind of thing hurts. I wouldn't stand up to people who did it to me. I don
t know if I would now or not. It's an exellent poem.
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