Author's Note: Honestly, never thought I'd post this, and I still feel like it's a bad idea...at least this time I can accurately blame Kyra!
Ten,
Friends I never
Thought I'd miss.
Nine,
Times I had
To say goodbye.
Eight,
Stories I quit when
That day came.
Seven,
Nightmares, the
Number of Perfection.
Six,
Panic attacks
As I cry out.
Five,
Songs I sang
To keep calm.
Four,
Months of sitting
Alone and waiting.
Three,
Statelines of pain
Erased from existence.
Two,
New raw emotions
I didn't know.
One,
Friend who made
Me whole again.
Ten,
Friends I never
Thought I'd miss.
Nine,
Times I had
To say goodbye.
Eight,
Stories I quit when
That day came.
Seven,
Nightmares, the
Number of Perfection.
Six,
Panic attacks
As I cry out.
Five,
Songs I sang
To keep calm.
Four,
Months of sitting
Alone and waiting.
Three,
Statelines of pain
Erased from existence.
Two,
New raw emotions
I didn't know.
One,
Friend who made
Me whole again.
D: you got rid of the discussion board...
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I love this! I wish one was BOOM, though. XD
ReplyDeleteI see what you did there lol
DeleteWoah I love the formatting, the poem itself is really sad but the ending made it better, great poem :)
ReplyDeleteThat's my trademark writing style: sad/depressing, but ending optimistically lol. Thanks!
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