From This Day On
Waking
up
staring at the ceiling
what should I be feeling
what am I
going to do
I haven't got a clue
Putting on my
clothes
putting socks on my feet
brushing my teeth
looking
at the mirror
someone knocks at the door
I say that no
one's in here
sitting on my bed
sitting down and feeling
sad
they keep knocking
while my world is already rocking
Maybe I don't need
help
but do they really not see
my confusion and misery
I
need some rest
I'm not at my best
I make the
decision
trembling I stand up
my hand's on the doorknob
the
door is unlocked
my plans are blocked
by myself
From
this day on
things are going to change
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Aargh, I found my
first grammer fault! Last sentence, poem 18... "haven't got no
clue", that's wrong, right? I mean, it's double, so... -blush-
Ffgirlmoonie: I feel
honoured I'm on your Favourite Authors list! Thanks for your review.
GhostKitty00: I wish that too! Although... I think it a good thing most
series stop when they're at their best. It would be a shame if it would
'die' slowly... D'you know what I mean?