not me.. i don't even have a dog :D


You Will Be Here Tomorrow

The first drop of blood
hits the floor.
The life slowly draining
as her dog sniffs at the door.

She really just can't take it
the world to her is crap.
Her friends don't see the straining twig
until it starts to snap.

She's done with all the sadness
salty water she drinks at night.
She's done with all the malice
the struggle and the fight.

She doesn't care anymore
what happens to this place.
The only one she ever loved
left without a trace.

The glass slips and shatters
"Just life my life", she thinks.
Just then the door flys open
and in come the missing links.

Her friends grab her thin wrist
their faces darken with rage and sorrow.
One pulls out a towel and wraps it
"You will be here tomorrow."



Poetry by Mary
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Written on 2006-02-24 at 00:34

Tags Friends  Suicide  Sorrow 

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CherryFairy
I LOVEDDDDD IT! EVEN THOUGH I'M TIRED AND ABOUT TO FALL OVER!! IT WAS AWESOME. REMINDS ME OF SOMEEEEEEEEEEEEEBODY. NOT YOU, THOUGH. YA KNOW... THE OTHER PERSON. DEFEAT PERSON... YEAH.
I LIKE IT ALOT!!
2006-02-25


Marie
I love it! A true work of GENIUS!!!
***BOOKMARKED***
2006-02-25


Feiyn
Great poem, I really enjoyed it. One of my favorite lines is " their faces darken with rage and sorrow.
One pulls out a towel and wraps it
"You will be here tomorrow."
Its a good thing the poem doesn't pertain to you but you must have good friends.
2006-02-25


PoeticProcrastination
Bloody brilliant, though a bit scary, coming from one of the happiest people I know ;)!
2006-02-24