![]() Two Hundred and Sixty-FiveA Poem by Nicole![]() You don't know what people are going through. Please. It's never "just one comment." It's "just one more."![]() One, two, three, four...
Words drop out upon the floor.
“Let’s play a joke, it will be fun.”
Twenty-nine and thirty-one...
You locked the target for your jest.
Fifty-one, to fifty-six...
“It’s all in fun; there’s no harm meant.”
Ninety-seven, and one cent...
You walked away without a thought,
One-ninety-nine, two hundred wrought...
Did you ever stop and think,
She was already upon the brink?
That her wrists were bleeding as she walked by?
She was counting scars;
“Two-sixty-five...” © 2012 Nicole |
StatsAuthor![]() NicoleAboutI'm not a normal person. That'd be too easy. "Imperfection is beauty, maddness is genius, and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring." They tell me I wouldn't last one d.. more..Writing
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