a piece of me
03/13/2004 10:34 a.m.

this was originally posted as a poem... i deleted it and don't feel like putting it up in my library... but it belongs somewhere (i'm learning this... from a friend)...

here's a little piece of me... unrefined and written on a whim... but still, a little piece of me...



i was once a young woman, fifteen
inside of my head i could scream
nothing seemed quite right
my soul filled with fright
and then i turned sixteen

clubbing came natural to me
writing poems helped me be free
no food on the table
even though mother was able
that's when i decided to flee

seventeen brought the "love of my life"
he used me and filled me with strife
left out in the cold
teenagers are bold
my heart was bled with a knife

"adulthood" came at eighteen
drugs were galore at the scene
pass out when i'm able
hang my neck with a cable
serve my country, if that's what you mean

nineteen brought me more trouble
writing faded away like a bubble
grew up, got a house
learned to live like a mouse
i became a slave on the double

fast forward to this image of me
eight years of no writing to see
something clicked in the abyss
no more hit and miss
once again i live to be free

to be continued...

2-14-03