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Aimee
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I sometimes wonder. How long it will take before I break. I sometimes wonder. Has anyone noticed how close I've come. I sometimes wonder. How many people would come out of grief and how many would come to see if I'm really dead. I'm already dead. I feel nothing anymore. I open my eyes in the morning and shut them hoping I can fall back to sleep. Maybe next time I won't wake up. I sometimes wonder. How it would affect people. I sometimes wonder. If people know why I push them away. I sometimes wonder. How many people think they know me in and out I wish I'd been dead this morning. Everything is a hassle. I sometimes wonder. If I'll ever get out of here. I sometimes wonder. If I'm in vain everytime I dream.
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daxle
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I wish I could say something to convey how much I feel I understand all of that. It brought tears to my eyes.
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nemo
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that was good aimee
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yummyC
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I knew it was aimee by the 4th line...I'm proud of myself. Good poem, Aimee.
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Aimee
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*sighs* is my poetry that predictable?
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yummyC
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nah...its ...hmm i dunno. the way its... i'm not quite sure what it was but I could tell it was you. hmm this will bother me all day...
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010726
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trin
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where all of you are who all of you are but then i realize it doesn't matter and i'd rather not know for fear of ruining the freedom of blather
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020801
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sab
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what other people read into the rambling word wanders i follow around like white rocks shining in the moonlight leading me back to a young sab's wishes
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050527
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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