begin again

stop and begin again
to love how i look instead
of being so head
strong

stay and waste some time
spent learning how to climb
up mountatins of our lives
that never seem to end

wait and listen to that song
reminds me why this took so long
to develop into something wrong
never right

drift and turn to the left
of what you think this really meant
all those letters never sent
me back home

turn and look inside out
side of what i tried to doubt
is something in this dreary house
full of empty shadows

run and don't look back
over shoulders hunched with lack
of love which has begun to crack
deal it on the street

fall and don't get up
lie there down on your luck
never seems to go my way and f***
my life
begins to end

stop and begin again
to love who i am instead
wishing that you were dead
rewind it and restart





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Alabian said...
Sept. 4, 2013 at 7:20 pm
This is a very good poem. You have displayed emotions so that I can hear and feel her anger in the poem. 5/5! Good work:D
 
Mckay This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 6, 2012 at 12:23 pm
Very e.e. cummings—simple, concise, yet moving.
 
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