I sit back shaking,
Scared out of my mind.
I keep thinking,
I've frozen time.
I sit for what seems like forever,
With wild thoughts running around.
I didn't want to see him ever,
But, to him, my thoughts have me bound.
Scared senseless i can't take it,
The pain is just too great.
But wait a minute,
Why should i hate,
Him? Its just a memory.
He's dead, he's gone, hes never coming back,
He's done, he's through, he's 6 feet under.
He's buried in a thick brown sack,
Underneath the rolling thunder.
Your car is sitting in the park,
Not feeling as relieved as you wanted.
You still fear the dark.
Your still haunted.
A contest entry
- For Women Only by Dalaney.
600 points, ended March 17, 2008, 17 entries
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Comments
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a very good entry, but darling, i asked for ten lines or less...i don't know how you feel about cutting it down, so we'll leave it and let you decide. either way, it is a good poem. love, lane
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dark
sorry i was at school and forgot to put it in the note thingy
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