In A Days Run.

by Not Bulletproof   May 6, 2006


Came home,
Cooked supper,
Ate alone.
Had a shower,
Touched myself,
Cut myself.
Slit a vein,
Screamed in pain.
Went to bed,
Wept and bled,
Had a nightmare,
Had me a scare.
Woke up,
Cried a while,
Put on a smile.
Went to school,
Played class fool.
Came home,
Cooked supper,
Ate alone.
Had a shower,
Touched myself,
Cut myself.

Sarah Gammon ©
06/05/06

Thanks for reading -xxx-.

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  • 17 years ago

    by ANNE

    Great poem, it tells a story many can relate to, and I think it is amazing how so few words can say so much! Good job!

  • 17 years ago

    by Ben

    = ( leaves me with a long face = (

    keep well, cheer up.
    Much love
    Me

  • 17 years ago

    by Rolo

    Sickeningly inspired. Clever from a very sinister point of view...only from the imagination. And that is what one has to understand and not interpret it as anything else. Talent defines you.

    I seem to have disappeared am I not correct? I'm here in some sense.

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