June 30, 2011
Jarred from peaceful sleep by the screaming of brakes
The metal around me moans
I screech in fright
Through my closed eyes I see the flames
I hear loud laughter
My little sisters voice
I see my friends faces
My first kiss
When I boarded this train I had no idea
No idea that it would destroy me
No idea that it would ruin lives
I don’t have to be the train wreck that I am
To pull my self out of the rubble all I have to do
Is Put Down the knife

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G_R_A_C_I_E said...
Jul. 10, 2011 at 12:43 pm
Metaphorical "train wreck", nice; but, the last line doesn't really fit with that metaphor. Try carrying one analogy the entire way through.
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