Terrible
Just swallow
It’ll be ok
When its over
Talk laughing
Hug me
It’ll be ok
When it’s gone
Don’t move, feet numb
Leg bleeding, bottle-cap shapes
It’ll be ok
When I drink
More sick-cheap
Disgusting
Let me touch you
I wont ask
You don’t care
I bleed emotion
It’ll be ok
When you leave:
Me drunk-tired
Caress my hand
Make this
Worth something real
Tell me
It’ll be ok
When it’s all over…
Author notes
I wrote this several months ago. Things have changed greatly since this time... I find it interesting how I captured the feeling well enough that I can remember it...
Written August 22nd, 2004
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Dude, I love this poem. I dunno why, I think it's because of the little repitition you had going on there. Yeah! I really like it, you wrote it so well, that I could feel the bottle caps pressing into my legs. I love this poem so much. *hugs poem*
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A great poem, I feel the part 'I bleed emotion' was the best- great line which was wonderfully worded
Keep writing because this was fantastic
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