the day after

By , Newark, OH
The Day after
Ring,
The alarm went off.
Click,
She hit the off button.
Up she is.
It’s the day after,
And she can’t move,
It’s cold,
And she’s crying,
It’s wrong what happened.
It’s over,
She blinked,
Gone,
Is her missing link.
She covered her head,
As the night mare begins,
Over and over again.
Now she’s a, disaster,
A mess.
She’s angry,
No rest.
Now’s the time,
To settle the score,
As her heart,
Bleeds and pours,
“Where are you now?”





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<3::wish4wings::<3 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 20, 2009 at 7:42 pm
super sad...but its still well written.
 
kiwi12 said...
Aug. 20, 2009 at 1:03 am
:((((
Way to express yourself!:/
Kind of speechless though...
 
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