My life (part 1)

Anger, command, scream, pain, tears......

Age six

Butterflies and gumdrops

Happy songs a few stray teardrops

laughter, running, happy times

Age seven

Singing, playing, all is happy...

Dark clouds roll in and rain starts to settle in

This, is where the pain begins

Running, screaming, "My hair", "Get the kids inside"

Last person leaves

"Clean up and get ready"

"Hold on I'm doing something else"

loud thumps (running)

Wind escapes my body

A shot of pain, choking

In the air......AHHHHHHHH

my spine hits something hard, here come the tears

The hatred begins....

Reviews

[James Johnson]

god damn...we gotsta talk chicka O.o

[Dutch Jr.]

Yeahh, this is a great poem. Lots of raw emotion. Very nice.

[r]

what happenned hoe hoe... you gotta tell me... all in all said this is a great poem