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Little Hell

What if I can’t be what you want me to be?
What if we have a lot of things going on,
And some promises to keep?
What if everything is the way that it should be?
I never meant to cause you all this grief.
I have this itching inside of me,
That is scratching at my seams.
I hope I can come unattached from myself,
And I look back and forget the past.
So what if we never get out of this furnace?
Will we get out of this little hell?
My best chips are lying in front of you,
And my cards have all been drawn.
So when we leave this tragedy,
We can disconnect ourselves,
And bury these so called memories.
And this is my wooden casket,
And my pain is all I have in it.

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Rebecca Nelson said…
You definitely need to publish a poetry book. I would buy it. I love the honesty in your poems. I feel connected to them because I have been there. It's awesome!
January 24, 2012 at 8:08 AM
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