I sit here by myself wondering
how it wound up like this.
Everyone seems to have a partner
but I'm alone again.
I don't care about tomorrow.
It will be like hitting rewind on a movie.
So why should I quit smoking or drinking?
I don't want to be here, anyway.
There once was a time I felt differently
but that time is long past.
Oh, but that tomorrow would never come.
I'd love for today to be my last.
A contest entry
- My Wish Is To No Longer Exist by Heavenly Angel.
400 points, ended November 7, 2009, 11 entries
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Comments
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Ouch, that is a sad ending. Lets hope it isn't that bad and if it is, I'm sorry. It appears from the host that you captured the prompt so I'm going to assume it's just a contest poem and not TOO real.
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Thank you for sharing
You captured my mood pretty darn well
Keep the ink flowing
Sandy
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