Teen Poetry #6 |
Where I Belong ( inspired by #12 on Stone Sour's CD ) |
BabieDoll Member
since 2003-02-13
Posts 268BFE |
This is not where I belong. I belong in a tiny room with white padding, as white as the whipped cream ~you use on the ice cream ~in your sundae. A room with only one window; my only means of communication with the in-control and the sane. Television dinners shot through a slot, three times a day, always on schedule. What will it be today? Steak...maybe chicken... some cold mashed potatoes on the side? A room that leaves me uneasy, Claustrophobic to the walls closing in on me; losing all sense I still have with each breath of contaminated air I breath in. I hate the smell of hospitals. * ~I really didn't want to change the last 2 lines of the first stanza but since it is probably considered 'inappropriate' *rolls eyes*, I just changed it quickly. If you're interested in seeing what it REALLY says, email me. "In life you must dance like no one is watching, sing like no one is listening and love like it's never going to hurt..." |
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PoetryIsLife
since 2001-10-27
Posts 1763...in my boxers... |
Stone Sour is the *edit*. I enjoy their music. Especially, what is it, song seven or eight. Wait, maybe it's 12. The slow one? "Bother" This is a good poem, babiedoll. It was imaginative. Adapting inspiration from songs is always tought, I've done it a couple of times with "Tommy Lee" and others. Eminem a lot, as well. Email me sometime, "[email protected]." Allright? ~Titus "I want you to hit me as hard as you can." No, really, I do. |
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