No Chance.

by Not Bulletproof   Feb 27, 2009

Bubble, boil, and turmoil.
A heart of glass and soil.
Rub a dub, dub,
a girl in the mud.
Untruth, fib; a lie.
Stick a needle in an eye.
Break, cry; die a fake.
Girl's life at stake.

Flower, power, and a shower.
Darkness in the tower.
Go, seek, look away!
Turn around and live today!
Forgive, forget, and regret.
Oh look, she lost the bet.
Fight, lose, take a snooze,
Try to cover up that bruise.

Dead, gone, all for good.
A chance she never stood.
Him, dim, with hands;
her, he did demand.
Grab, touch, feel.
Her life he did steal.
Walk, skip, or run,
but she had zero fun.

Sarah Gammon ©

This is a new to me; I just wrote what I thought.
Thanks for reading -xxx-.


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  • 8 years ago

    by Daydream of insanity

    I love it.

    the way you presented it was simply amazing. the staccato works well. also the changes in rhythm reflects the feeling portrayed your language.
    love it x

  • 9 years ago

    by Renee

    Art is not making the simple complicated, it is making the complicated simple.

    Wonderful use of limited words to portray a feeling. wow... I haven't been on here in forever.