Dirty RagA Poem by MachinaWriter
outside the dog is barking
a thunderstorm is sparking but she can't escape from her chain... that's where our beasts belong don't let them in your home he explains without explaining a thing; while from in the kitchen lacking inhibitions i can hear her saying my name... holding a rag to her mouth so she doesn't shout i think she may be losing her brain that dirty rag she uses coughing her abuses could probably use a wash by now & inside we're thinking this'll never end No, this never ends funny, thought we were more than this; now the time is passing quickly these memories will miss me when i escape away from this place... so I'll set the f*****g table mentally unstable still, at least the meal's the same... outside the dog is barking inside arguments are sparking another man sets the table the same; while she keeps on coughing please somebody stop me I think I may be losing my brain... that dirty rag she uses coughing up abuses couldn't clean this table anyways so I'll flip this f*****g table it's always so unstable broken plates are always slipping away... inside the kids are watching and if no one ever stops me i think i'll run away from this place; but I don't know how to drive and my things are all inside and someday my memories will fade... so I'll set this f*****g table though my history's unstable I wish I could have saved a plate. & inside we're thinking this'll never end No, this never ends funny, thought we were more than this; now the time is passing quickly these memories will miss me when i escape away from this place... © 2019 MachinaWriter |
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Added on March 29, 2019 Last Updated on March 29, 2019 AuthorMachinaWriterSpringfield, ILAboutMy original passion has always been in writing stories. Most of them were fantasy stories, because I always wanted to escape. That's what it was. An escape from the troubles of life. Joining this site.. more..Writing
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