Battle ShipA Poem by Rachel DeHart
[can we get back under the covers please?
the real world isn't as nice as thee] I am the type of friend who is cool in theory. who you like to have around, until you don't. the easy throw away. and I am sick with it. always the bridesmaid, never the bride. my self esteem, is on its way down stream. please remained seated during this out of control flight. i am running quickly, cause yes, that is my tail tucked between my legs. I've given in okay?! i am not enough, and I've finally come to terms with that. The phone will stop ringing soon enough. And then you'll only think of me in gossip and the falsified truths you weave. I will not stand idly by while everyone i thought I could trust turns to dust at the slightest sign of something rough. Okay guys, good job keeping that spine up. I'd like to say one more thing, my final bow out, per say. Please remember that, I am the one you all talked about each other around. All that dirt you're sweeping under and ignoring the blame for, I've got the name tags for all that. A quick and easy sunk, your done battle ship cheaters style seems fair enough. I wouldn't save you the dignity of a fair fight away. © 2009 Rachel DeHartFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on February 9, 2009 AuthorRachel DeHartFalls Church, VAAboutEvery day I wake up now is a gift, because I tried to stop the sun from rising. I find talking to be the hardest thing ever, but I am trying to find the words. My hair is a constantly changing cre.. more..Writing
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