Sunday, March 1, 2015

Day 3 of posting my poetic awesomeness.

Stone-Faced

Endured a night of hell
Tears, blood, and anger
I can't sleep
In too much pain
I need to expel my thoughts of violence
I'm stone-faced

I go to school with the memory
Of the night before
Fresh in my mind
I'm stone-faced

I must make an effort
To make myself smile
Nothing is working
And it feels pointless

I feel paralyzed
Like I turned to stone
Yet I am still conscious
I want to run and hide
To use a knife
And free my blood
I am stone-faced

Written By: Julianne Micheletti 11/21/2014

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