I Can Hear You

January 11, 2010
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I sit in my cubicle all alone.
They have banished me here.
They don't want me there.

But here.

I eat, strugling to keep my lunch from falling down the large hole in the middle of my chair.

The door creeks open.
Someone to join me in my missery, perhaps?

I hate pretending to have hope.

It's them.

It's those wreched witches that thought eating cramped-up would be better for my weight.
If it's true, they deserve to be here more than I.

They speak of me.

As I listen to each word, my throught grows heavy.
My eyes watery.
My a bright red grazes my cheeks.

More fuel is dumped upon my fire.

"You know she drinks, right?"
"Too bad she's gonna have to stop when she gets pregnant!"
"Same with her cocaine!"

They leave laughing.

I'm left crying.

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purple_ashes said...
Apr. 4, 2010 at 4:52 pm
I dontunderstnd why you dont like this but i love it! its really good and emotional and has strong points great work:)
bamboom212 said...
Feb. 4, 2010 at 5:35 pm
whoa. this doesn't apply to me either, but it's powerful. good job!! plz read/comment some of my work! :))
dancingdaisies replied...
Feb. 4, 2010 at 6:27 pm
thank you very much!!!! this is actually one of my least favorite peices, so i hope you readd some of my other work.
bamboom212 replied...
Feb. 4, 2010 at 8:53 pm
sure. id luvv to! keep writing!!
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