Thank You

by Bekka Smekka   Jan 20, 2007


Stains on my blankets, tears on my cheek.
Once i was happy, but now i am meek.
I wasted it all, doing this to me.
I became everything you said, I\\\'d turn out to be.
Why didn\\\'t you believe, when I needed it most.
Now your left with guilt, and me as a ghost.
Still, you were not there, when i called out your name.
And still everyone alive, thinks I am to blame.
That night we had together, just being there.
When you talked to me of happiness, while stroking my hair.
I thank you for that, because it didn\\\'t make me cry.
It made me wonder and question \\\"Why oh, why?\\\"
These memories you have will go round in your head.
Especially the one, you have of me dead.

For the one who thought he could trust me most.For Jaybird, I\\\'m so sorry and will always love you!

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  • 16 years ago

    by Curing the Comon Cliche

    I liked the flow of this one. I really care more about the emotion and this poem wasnt lacking. 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by halie

    I loved it,
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  • 16 years ago

    by shamvi

    I really love this...wow

  • Good poem.
    It had a good flow.
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  • 17 years ago

    by jason

    Its good = ]