March 24, 2010
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All I want is to sleep,
It’s the only thing on my mind.
I’m thinking of peace,
Please God, please.

My mother doesn’t love me
My daddy is long dead
My friends are nonexistent,
Playing cards inside my head.
Sleep, please?

My mother always told me,
“Pray to God and you will see,
Give yourself to him and you’ll be free.”
I said, “But mama, I don’t know how?”
She slapped my face, she pushed me down.
She took her red nails, ripped open my skin
Then used hateful words as poison.
She shook my shoulders and she screamed,
“You’ll go to Hell you wicked girl,
Praise his name, praise the Lord!”
Oh God, All I want to do is sleep.

I talked to my daddy every night,
Wanting to hear how he loves me.
“Just once would be nice, Daddy?
Can you hear me? Please..?”
I listened hard, but never got a reply.
My throat turned to fire,
I couldn’t help but cry.
I stared at the ceiling,
Wishing to see stars.
All this emotion, all that I’m feeling..
Matches all these scars.

I just really want to sleep.

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Law Ren said...
Apr. 14, 2010 at 9:01 am
take some sleeping pills, tard.
Roger Moore replied...
Apr. 14, 2010 at 9:04 am
Don't hate on Robe$pierre. He's a nice guy with alot of friends and will mess you up.
Vladimir Lennon replied...
Apr. 14, 2010 at 9:06 am
too bad all of his friends killed him during the french revolution
Vladimir Lenin replied...
Apr. 14, 2010 at 9:22 am
Hey Im the real Lenin dont listen to this guy
Bob Saget said...
Apr. 14, 2010 at 8:49 am
This is an incredibly good poem. It is very well written. I was able to identify with the authors message.
Michelle Levesque replied...
Apr. 14, 2010 at 9:09 am
bob saget you are very attractive
$HAQUILLE ONEAL replied...
Apr. 14, 2010 at 9:12 am
very good poem
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