headache

catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
edited September 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
the curtain closed within her mind
no one could look inside
she wondered if perhaps she'd wronged
another in a previous life
the distance closed between them
and it was time for her to leave
she wondered if he'd let her go
or hit her again in disbelief
she cried herself to sleep that night
so i guess there's her answer right there
she felt so weak and lonely
her life in such disrepair
every time he raised his hand
she stared at him and took it
and every time she did that
she grew colder to his touch
he never knew what hit him
that night she had her revenge
too angry at the world to see
i had become a better me.
hear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
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Comments

  • Well, I've had a cunt of a headache all week, and I am so over it, so this thread seemed propitious.I think mine is from work stress though, not heartache.
    Music is not a competetion.
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