personal ties
mid-afternoon
boredom
so i have to kill the time
your worried
i am fine
because i havent before
so many negatives
strew on the floor
30 seconds
and the blue
comes threw
i leave the room
only to return
to feel my stomach churn
and my heart beat...
more....
and threw the door
a phone call
to pour
what i felt
what i shoulda delt
with later.
Im positive,
positive
that i can't live
with out you
now.
im sorry.
youe sorry.
a piece of you
a piece of me
broken
and put together
to fit...
perfectly.
maybe....
a good thing?
This poem was written by starla gillespie on Dec 08, 2006.
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Your emotions pour forth forcefully. It's very effective. I can relate to feeling like this but I am not always able to express it.