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December 18, 2010
By Anonymous

They left me in my new room
With my new sheets and a kiss
Waiting for my roommate who would
Perform seances and palm readings
While I argue on the phone
With my mommy who
Misses me so much but …

I'll lie on the bathroom floor
And think about the devil
Who has my soul speared
On all three prongs of his
Pitchfork. Maybe I'm lost
And maybe I'm a sinner
But now more than ever
The wall is getting thinner
That keeps out the demons
And keeps me safe.
I need someone to rescue me from this place.

Nobody came and I wasn't saved
Down the rabbit hole I went
And down the rabbit hole I stayed.
I died down there that winter.
Summer passed me by
But I remained
Frozen in disgust and shame
With nothing to my name
Nothing to my name.

Then you walked in
With your glasses and ring
Lit up the sky with your face
You gave me a taste
Of what it means to be free
I breathed your life into me

I thought I was dead inside
But I was only sleeping
You're waking me up to the most beautiful morning
The sun hasn't risen yet but we can feel it coming
I thought I was dead inside
But you brought me back to life.
I breathe your life into me.
Suffocate me and set me free.

The author's comments:
When I was 16 I was accepted into a program that allowed me to attend college two years early. I sank slowly into a severe depression. Spending the summer at home revived and restored the life in me. That whole experience inspired this piece.

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on Mar. 1 2012 at 10:30 am
Devil_rose96 SILVER, Cibolo, Texas
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this is a really good poem!

:) i totally lov it!! keep writting some more...please!!!!

on Feb. 23 2012 at 8:34 pm
KiaraGonzalez SILVER, Darby, Montana
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“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe

This poem is amazin! I love the depth of your emotions.

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