Problems solved by Telephone

by ALEX   Oct 9, 2006


I'm running from myself.
Not you, not no one else.
I've searched the world for answers
I knew I wouldn't find...
They're in my mind.
All the time.
So save me. Take me now.
I'm lost and I have no idea how.
The lights are out and no one's home.
Don't know where you could have gone.
Glad that you are leaving me alone.
Problems solved by telephone.
Soon enough they will forget
Unless, of course, it's about them.
But that's just how it is around here.
How is is just anywhere.
So tell me how you feel...
Stripped of all the things you think you need.
This life isn't for the weak.

10/9/06

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  • 17 years ago

    by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

    Not you, not no one else.
    ((Anyone))

    You remind me of how I wrote... Tip: Use more description. It really helps the poem out. But, it is only a suggestion. Take care. And nicely written, your third best.

    xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex5.5

  • 17 years ago

    by Megann Lee

    Yet again, creative work. I enjoyed this one aswell. I personally am afraid of the phone. Haha. Anyway. Good job.

  • 17 years ago

    by ForeverYoung

    Wow! great work!
    I love the last line
    'This life isn't for the weak'
    Great finish!

    ~Murder

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