Pain;
from a great weekend of dancing and friends.
Pain;
pulled muscles in both of my calves.
Pain;
back problems on top of back problems.
Pain;
neck troubles with everything else.
Pain;
from more than a month of mental abuse.
Pain;
suffering from obligations.
Pain;
acting to the best of my ability.
Pain;
feeling forced to be with him
when im dying to be with another.
It's so hard to walk.
Im so sore.
But I'd do it again and again,
to spend that time with him.
I do love Mr. A.
I said that I truely love him.
I'm not so sure about that now.
I hate to be stereotypical.
I do love Mr. B.
Oh how I love him more.
And I would go through all this pain and more,
to spend that time with him.
I'm dying to be with him.
But he will die if I leave him.
Author notes
i've not much faith in this poem. i know it is very vague. i mean for it to be. it is kind of a forced write. Anyway....it doesn't matter, what ever yall think.
A contest entry
- Untitled by Warrior-Eagle.
300 points, ended December 19, 2007, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
whatever....
Comments
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I beleive this was a good write,
I thank you for trying though,
and entering my contest.
I do hope everything is fine,
ANd againt thanks.
To me this doesn't seem forced at all,
just something for a journal.
...Simply Me♥ -
Im curnfurzed.... lol
uuhhh.... chika?? I hope that this is for the contest. atleast it better be!! anything that I need to know about?! cause you know I can help you out 100%! you're kinda scaring me... hehe. seriously though!!
it's okay if this is "vague" or whatever.. it shows enough to get the point.
well I gotta go. it was nice seeing ya at the concert and at Waffle House!!
Later Hun!
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