Boundaries
By: Cstini
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All characters, plots, etc. belong to Stephen King.
A/N: This is the third of my three poem series revolving around the main characters Mort,
Amy, and Ted, each with their own points of view about the situation around them.
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They are together
living, breathing...loving together
but I still can not grasp the reasoning of this
What did I do AMy?
What "unhappiness" do you speak of?
What is it?!
Is it my occupation? the house?
the unborn child? me? you?
If you say that you are unhappy....
then tell me!
Tell me, instead of sleeping with another
You claim you did that for good reason, reasonable it was
what reason was in that?
To cause a bitter , broken heart?
TO seclude one into the middle of nowhere?
To watch me devour day after day of loneliness of grief?
To watch me go through existence with no joy or gratitude?
All left to a computer screen and family pet?
What caused me to go to this? this solitude of hell?
why, it is YOu.
You for not telling me your unhappiness, dissatisfaction
You for galloping off into the bed of another
You whose words is more false than the stories I created
You for leaving me alone
You, You whose actions have led me to this...
You should not mess with a writer at work
You should not mess with a writer's imagination
You fed these thoughts and images
who knew you were a source of.....inspiration
You are the only thing to blame,yet
You will help me create the perfect ending.
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a/n: This is the last! thanks for reading this and please review.
By: Cstini
-------------------------------------
All characters, plots, etc. belong to Stephen King.
A/N: This is the third of my three poem series revolving around the main characters Mort,
Amy, and Ted, each with their own points of view about the situation around them.
--------------------------------------------
They are together
living, breathing...loving together
but I still can not grasp the reasoning of this
What did I do AMy?
What "unhappiness" do you speak of?
What is it?!
Is it my occupation? the house?
the unborn child? me? you?
If you say that you are unhappy....
then tell me!
Tell me, instead of sleeping with another
You claim you did that for good reason, reasonable it was
what reason was in that?
To cause a bitter , broken heart?
TO seclude one into the middle of nowhere?
To watch me devour day after day of loneliness of grief?
To watch me go through existence with no joy or gratitude?
All left to a computer screen and family pet?
What caused me to go to this? this solitude of hell?
why, it is YOu.
You for not telling me your unhappiness, dissatisfaction
You for galloping off into the bed of another
You whose words is more false than the stories I created
You for leaving me alone
You, You whose actions have led me to this...
You should not mess with a writer at work
You should not mess with a writer's imagination
You fed these thoughts and images
who knew you were a source of.....inspiration
You are the only thing to blame,yet
You will help me create the perfect ending.
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a/n: This is the last! thanks for reading this and please review.