Sunday August 16, 2009

 

Sunday August 16, 2009

One, Two, Three, Look at me! I've had a horrid day,3 Nothin' I can say.4 Life goes on, Playing like a repeated song. One, Two, Four, I ran into another door, One to happiness, Oh yes, I ran into that one, Now I'm done. One, Two, Five, I saw another knive In my back, Creating a crack All in one part, In my heart. I slipped it there, Without a care. Mommy and Daddy didn't pull it out, So I through a pout. I don't know of my whereabouts, So now I'm in doubt. Can I take the knife out now? Yes, Okay, How? So, you don't know, I guess I have to go. One, Two, Three, Look at me! I've had a horrid day, Nothing I can say. Life goes on, Playing like a repeated song. Basicly this poem means, One:I 've had a horrid day, and I can't really say anthing about it besides that. Two: "I ran into a door" means that I was so close to being happy, but the "door" closed itself on me, and I didn't even bother on trying to open it. Three: I slipped another knife in my own back by "breaking" my dad's PC (this one) and I couldn't pull it out until it was fixed. The "Yes, Okay, How?" means that I wasn't to sure if I knew how to pull it out, but that it was okay for me to anyways. Four: My whereabouts were confusing due to the depression, so I was in doubt the whole time I was trying to figure out where I was. Five: I had a rough week in general. So now, in total, I've had four emotional breakdowns in one day, had an arguement with my friend, and I feel horrible. Mom, and dad don't know about the EBD's or the argument, so they're curious to why I'm depressed...UNT -Apathy To Empathy

 

Reviews

[Maria F. Rojas]

Nicely written, very rocky sounds. I like it, thanks for sharing!