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A Poem by Aethelwyne

 1/14/2009

 

I'm living in a nightmare

So close to my escape


 

But the smoke has gotten thicker

I can't see a light anymore......


 

I hear my mother screaming

Wish it was an illusion in my ear


 

But coming home

To this tornado wrecked house

Proves everything I fear


 

I gulp and swallow another nervous breakdown

My glands still swollen and sore


 

I've been sick now for almost a month

Another day in this house,

Can I survive one more?


 

This morning my nose was bleeding

But I had no desire to get out of bed


 

It seems this would be so much easier

But I shouldn't wish I was dead


 

Picking at the dry skin on my toes

And chewing my nails to nothing


 

What is left for me here is not much

But if I leave I know theres' something

© 2011 Aethelwyne


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Very sad but meaningful poem. Thanks for sharing

Posted 9 Years Ago


When it gets that bad, indeed it's time to go.

Posted 9 Years Ago



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