Don't push too far, I've got a knife,
And it's not past me to take your life,
You've shoved and shoved, all these years,
Lost yourself in all those beers,
But I won't take it anymore,
I've packed my things, I'm out the door,
Just try to stop me, try to win,
And I'll pull out my knife again.
Just face the facts, you lost, I won,
How does it feel to lose your son?
You've lost your pride, lost your joy,
You've lost your favorite little boy,
Now give it up, your cause is gone,
And because of it, I have withdrawn,
Don't look too hard for my own flaws,
Look close at home...inspect your cause.
Was it supposed to be me, to take the blame?
Was I supposed to stay and play your game?
Tell me this, what was your intent?
Did you wish to force out my consent?
Or were you prying even deeper?
Swinging blades like some grim reaper?
Never was your cause legit,
And because of this, I quit.
Author notes
Option 1C
A contest entry
- Life Changing...lots of options! by ShadowsMidnightRose.
1000 points, ended January 28, 2008, 35 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Use me,Screw me,but you don't fool me by ExpectingMommy18.
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Comments
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wow this was a very great read thank you for entering it.You have shown alot of emotion with this peice.
good luck in the contest -
this is really good. its, just, like, Amazing. it's really a great write. keep writing, i can tell you have potential.
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This was wonderful, once again another piece that just blew me away! You did a very good job creating this, it made me feeling the anger.
Thank you for entering my contest, good luck
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