Tuesday

Tuesday

A Poem by Xanthous Crow
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Do you remember the details of seventh grade?
All I remember are the mistakes I've made
And the hole kept getting deeper, that I remember
Another year held back, another September

Do you remember the day when you got together?
That kind of young love that would last for ever
And all I ever wanted was something you had
All the guilt and the longing made me feel bad

Do you remember that day when we were all over?
Too much to drink and no one was sober
I remember the kissing, the hands down her pants
Dan listening in, he wanted a chance

And I was just sitting there, all alone
Silently wishing that I could go home
And inside my head the world was spinning out of control
Sitting there, watching, you and Nicole

Do you remember that fight that you had, years later?
The love of your life screaming, you said that you hate her
Nicole came to me and said I could get with her
Sick on the inside, I thought I knew better

Do you remember that summer when we finally split?
There was no yelling, you called me a piece of s**t
And the world in my head was slipping once again
Sent to the hospital, my mom thought I'm insane

Do you remember I spent that winter in cold hospital halls?
Staring blankly whenever you called
The medications made me feel whole again
But before long, I grew tired of them

And now I'm here sitting, all by myself
Inside my mind the memory is repeating itself
And I don't want to go back to that place again
But I can't help but feel as I did back then

I'm so sorry to tell you that we watched while we waited
The rest of us there watched and we all masturbated
I wanted to tell you when you two were done
But now we don't talk and everyone is gone

© 2013 Xanthous Crow


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Xanthous Crow
Xanthous Crow

Mount Erebus, Antarctica



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