over

over

A Poem by mis wa photozoid

it's over
the fight is through
raising the white flag
my hand in defeat
scarred, bruised, broken
epic fail
got hit by an ice cream truck
the shadows take over
envelops all over me
get up, get off
walk away
no looking back
i lit my 3 day old cigarette
exhale
spit the bitter taste in my mouth
it's over
without even realizing it
a dead star
a rodent run over in the street
a flat line
a dying light
it's over
the smoke in my lungs comforts me

© 2010 mis wa photozoid


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Added on August 27, 2010
Last Updated on August 27, 2010