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It's about 12:03 at night, I'm a little tired but not tried enough to go to sleep. I've been thinking all day and letting my ideas pile up like they always do and for some reason, instead of coming out in random outbursts, followed by weird giggle fits *ketchup* *heheheheheee* sorry, it's late,but umm instead of outbursts it came out in poem form. This is my first official poem so be nice... and it doesn't rhyme...
I laid there in his arms and the pain was coming back, He was so cold and hard, his hands so rough, I could help but get teary. I jumped up before he could see and jogged to the bathroom, and there I let the tears go. The burning in my eyes, in the back of my throat was unbearable the hurt so unreal, I couldn't do anything but sit in the corner and cry. The tears so thick I couldn't see, but I didn't care They showed no sighs of stopping, but I didn't care My boyfriend was yelling at the door, but I didn't care. Why should I? They never helped my and never will. Never even try. They would just say "oh," and then look the other way. Pretand they didn't here it. The tears dripping on my pants, staining shirt, dripping down my chin, making little "pink"ing noises the floor. I cried and cried and cried. My boyfriend stopped now, probably on the couch, waiting for me to get over it, waiting for my to finish my "episode" I saw the time through the thick fame of tears. 7:49 We were going to be late. I grabbed the paper towels as I ran the water. I slowly reached for the razor on the top shelf. I wonder if he would mind if I used it? The moisturizer would sting, but it had four blades, saves time. hmm, I think he wouldn't mind... .................................................................................. I wiped of the floor and rinsed the razor. I stepped out of the bathroom, smiling as big as I could, I thought I was gonna be sick...
Xxx_ReddDeath333_xxX · Thu Aug 07, 2008 @ 06:01am · 0 Comments |
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