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Just Breathe...
Just...
Breathe into your pillow.
Fight another word.
Swallow another argument like a pill of extreme emotions.
Bite your lip 'til it bleeds.
Choke all of your good thoughts.
Say goodnight to sanity.
Point to the painful spots.
Dig your nails into your bed,
My back.
Cry yourself to sleep.
Breathe...
Just...
Breathe into your pillow.
Fight another word.
Swallow another arguement like a pill of extreme words. (You used words twice, Steph. That's not cool, especially since they're so close.)
Bite your lip 'til it bleeds.
Choke all of your good thoughts.
Say goodnight to sanity.
Point to the painful spots.
Dig your nails into your bed, my back.
Cry yourself to sleep.
Breathe...
I like the simplicity...how it's just loose thoughts and fragments. It's almost trance-like, and that's always good if it helps the effect of the poetry. And this time I think that it did. Good job. Also, it's cool how the title is distributed at the beginning/end. Kudos..
Hey homes, i kliked on tis poem cause it reminded me of Ever After, a movie that i really like, but anyways you write well. You wrote a hek of a lot more than i did, i just recently decided to put mine on the internet, so hmm yea, i've also had the privalige of reading your guestbook wars and i've come to the conclusion that mitchell is a cock sucker. heh, well keep up the spiff and i will see you later
Nell