Wednesday, February 7, 2007

Poem: Waltz On

Waltz On
by Me

There are other people
worse off than I
I know cause I've been there
praying to die.

But now that I'm better,
I feel much the same
always unhappy
and brimming with rage

Feeling quite wrong
for feeling quite bad
thinking about all the pain
that I've had

I scream to the sky
“why lord why”
as the marriage party
waltzes on.
Without me.

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