Dark Poetry #4 |
The Night Before the Day |
Defective Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 73Salisbury NC |
This isn't the way momma taught him to treat a lady but somehow the bird got out of its cage and here I am with the scars remain waiting for the sun to rise again The clock said 1 he came undone The clock hit 2 he said "I don't love you" The clock struck 3 and he struck me The clock ticked 4 I was on the floor Waiting for the light to come so I can escape the darkness (you surround me) and everything I ever feared it's inside me and I can't get out of my skin just yet The clock said 1 he came undone The clock hit 2 he said "I don't love you" The clock struck 3 and he struck me The clock ticked 4 I was on the floor New beginnings and tragic endings what is it all for sit here and stare until the day when I can make you go away |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
This is a very nice poem. I enjoyed reading it. |
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LucidityNow Member
since 2001-02-06
Posts 118Canada |
So sad....good poem though. and i'm certain that if i drive into those trees, it would make less of a mess, than she's made of me... |
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Defective Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 73Salisbury NC |
This hasn't happened to me, most of the things that come out of my head come out of the other end first. |
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