Has Anyone Seen My World?A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan'If you break a mirror when your 7 does that mean you will forever have bad luck?' Written August, 2007.
At seven I met my future wife and kid, kissing them good day.
Mirrors hanging from the wall make them walk away. Like dust in the light, it means nothing to me except pain and fear. At seven I lost the use of my arms and legs. It holds no meaning except unbearable anger and tears to carry me. After eight had passed there were seven green bottles hanging on the wall. At seven all my dreams died. They hold no responsibility, they push me away for the world is too confused to listen. Alteration fluid; after eights, drowning hearts and empty bottles. At seven I would have killed myself if I'd have been so lucky. © 2010 Sweet & Tender HooliganAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSweet & Tender HooliganNewport, South Wales, United KingdomAboutI'm Russell from Wales. I've been writing for many years. Writing is important to me and its my only reason for being on this site. I like to take my time on my poems and I hope to keep learning an.. more..Writing |