Once i grasp that
I'm normal like
everyone else.
I think I can begin
to enjoy myself
again.
I'm mediocre. Everyone thinks
they are the next big thing
they think that they are
somehow special.
I just want to stew in my
mediocrity and be happy.
Society has built us up this way
with supermen and Barbies
on every poster in any corner
of any city anywhere you go.
Just do me one favor.
When i go. drink my mediocre
blood and relish in it, because it
might be the last you taste.
the last bit of anything real.
A contest entry
- ~~Options~~ 3rd in Series!~ by movedon.
1050 points, ended December 14, 2008, 15 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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holy shet! y
you said this was crap but i think its amazing! the beginning grabbed my attetnion and held it to the end. i think this is ur best write that i loveeeeeee! thanks for entering!
Mylee -
Thanks for entering! Your title is
"Drink My Blood Before You Leave"
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