Walking the aisle

by Steph   Jan 9, 2006


I walk down the aisle
I could hear people crying
My insides felt as if they were being torn up
I was so mad
I clenched my fist and thought
why wont anyone talk to me
they just ignore me
I wounder whats going on
I got to the end of the aisle and looked into the casket
i was shocked to see my self ,
staring coldly

kinda the same as "all alone"

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  • 17 years ago

    by unkmown

    This is a good poem
    but when i read it i jus thought about how i walked up to my best friend and her sisters casket
    very good got me to think about the poem
    in more than one way

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