She

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"She"   7 - 4 - 02



late at nite

i lay and dream

remember the spite

ripping at my seams



memories of long

in my past

haunting my thought

a dark shadow they cast



at nite i wonder

is it the same

for her my origin

is she pained?



does she hurt

the way i do

does she scream

as i do?



i feel the hurt

nite and day

searing scorching

with incredible gravity



i feel its burn

inside and out

it hurts so much

all i do is shout



i feel weak

from the drain

i feel so empty

from this pain



will it end

for me or her

who will die

me or her?



slowly it ends

the well known pain

and then it ends

nothing more to drain



Thanks to Puddle of Mudd for the inspiration for this poem

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Puddle of Mudd - what a great band

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Savannah Tangen's picture

I like this one a lot. I especially like the first stanza. Thanx for looking at my stuff. Glad you liked my bio. ;) So you do have a lot of poems about obsession I see. Obsession is such a good inspiration for poems though isnt it?

Gabriella Gonzalez's picture

i wish sumone would write peoms about me..

Nick Sansone's picture

well its good to see you haven't let anything bring you down. I know what a beacon of light and hope you are so its refreshing that no depressive angst has gotten to you. But seriously Lucky, a nice poem. I like some of the slant rhyme you have in there.

On a different note Puddle of Mudd I can't stand. They smacked my ass and stole my bran muffins, I told 'em they could drift down a river and die.

Nice writing, keep up the bitterness, it works for you.

Sincerely The flapping loose labia of Bella Donna