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Sinking....(Step Two)
by Deanna M GritsonisI wish I could scream
GET OUT OF ME
Let these feelings melt off
These days pass so strange
Like the bomb hasnÂ’t dropped yet
I am not special
Remember that
I am just me
And no where in my name is that word
I canÂ’t fix you
I want to run
My green eyes are deadly
I shouldnÂ’t look anymore
Let the tears fall
For something needs to
I wonÂ’t break or budge
So let them roll down
There is no key to my inside
No pass to ride for free
ItÂ’s a club with no members but me
Is it the plague coming?
Or another war
Always one inside
Maybe the melodrama music
Filling my head
Inside the huge headphones
Holding on to something
Your touch?
Comfort?
I canÂ’t juggle
So when the glass breaks
IÂ’ll be gone.
09/21/2004 Author's Note: Dont think this about you....
Posted on 09/22/2004
Copyright © 2024 Deanna M Gritsonis
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Richard Vince on 09/22/04 at 10:33 PM always interesting to read something i've at least sort of seen from the other side. i really liked 'There is no key to my inside / No pass to ride for free / It’s a club with no members but me'. good stuff. |
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