and it's only tuesday
by Lauren Singer
there's still a little
bit of you alive
in my veins
sent creeping back
through blood and skin
when i can't find a reason
to do anything
but smoke cigarettes
in the rain with my head
on my knees
thinking i'd rather be anywhere else
than here wishing i was with you.
Posted on 08/30/2006
Copyright © 2020 Lauren Singer
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Angela Nuzzo on 08/30/06 at 05:58 AM|
Great image! I can visualize this scene & the emotions that go along with it. Nice job.
|Posted by Lauren Pearl on 08/31/06 at 03:44 AM|
this is exactly what i needed to read right now! it's nice to know i'm not alone in feeling this way. thanks for writing it, Lauren.
|Posted by Heide McAlister-Bates on 09/03/06 at 08:02 AM|
What a little gem - short, but ever so to the point. I like the way this reads. Nice one.