The Fray

The Fray

A Poem by snapstache
"

this happened to a girl i knew..

"

Joey throws a punch

A Jenny's delicate face

She takes the hit with dignity

As her heart starts to race.

 

Joey pushes Jenny

Onto the dirty ground

Her face now stained with blood and mud

No one makes a sound.

 

Jenny scrambles to her feet

As Joey leaves his mark

With a cigarette burn

On her left cheek.

 

Joey wears a smile

As her nose starts to bleed

He says, "Come on, guys

It's time to leave".

 

No one ever

Forgot that day

The day that Jenny

Drifted away.

© 2010 snapstache


Author's Note

snapstache
i just came up with this right now so idk how good it is.

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sadness through each para

Posted 14 Years Ago


I'm sorry about your friend.
This should never happen to anyone.
As far as the poem goes,
portrayed very nicely.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Really sad, powerful story. Great job, good flow. :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Great write, the ending was a bit short but that is what makes it so powerful. You have a lot of talent.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Damn that was powerful

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is a great poem and is kinda sad how jenny got beat up

Posted 14 Years Ago


This was sad but it was a great write. Well done.

Posted 14 Years Ago


very sad, though for most parts i agree with -LookWithin-.
It is a very good poem.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Men who hit woman need the same in return. Young woman should be taught to defend themselves. A powerful poem. If someone hurt my daughters. I would not be a content father. You wrote a strong poem. If things happen like this in real life. Poor Jenny need TLC and a large friend to return the favor back. A very good poem.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago



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