4-Way StopA Poem by Audrey Brucknersleeping starless in nights i can't recall though some tell me they are real. Dreaming darkly in beds unknown with relative strangers, buried bare, alone and cold striving and stretching for the surface,
hoping high, while sinking lower dreaming of being someone new terror driven predictions ending up where she began there's no place like home for the fights and the bottles the pain or the tears this is where i stand screaming until my throat burns my voice cracks no one hears sitting alone on dew covered grass invisible i wait for someone who sees me someone who hears me someone who cares © 2011 Audrey Bruckner |
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Added on December 2, 2008 Last Updated on March 10, 2011 AuthorAudrey BrucknerTacoma, WAAboutI have been writing poetry since i was about 11. I am still working on it though. I don't really know poetry format or anything i just write what i feel. If I am not writing poetry I am playing soccer.. more..Writing
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