You were the one
That said our life together had just begun
But that wasn't true was it?
Because that same day we called it quits.
You were fine; I was not
For those tears I fought;
Fought trying to save my last bit of sanity.
But you were gone,
Sometime I was able to have fun; other days I looked at that gun;
That gun that compelled me to hold it;
The gun that taunted me more than a bit...
But then that day I saw you with her
And i know longer felt mad-no for I felt sad;
But not for me; for her
Because she was the one that would go through the same thing as I did.
How cruel you are, and how pitiful you look.
I realize you were nothing but another character for my book.
-By: Me-Calli Brown
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ReplyDeleteits mickey calli....it called Brown
ReplyDeleteWhy do I have to be like a puppy?
Sitting there while you’re sad staring you in your face, tongue stretched out dancing while you pace.
My floppy ears don’t make you laugh or even giggle a little when I bark and bow and roll around, doesn’t make you feel tick-led?
But that’s all I could be at the moment when you were down and I was up, when everything was pulling left and right in your mind, I was too busy wasting time as I tried to make you mime. I couldn’t even make you smile I failed again I see, but I was dealing with my own problems mentally. Even as your puppy I still managed to be here even though between my gazing eyes and fluffy hair, I didn’t know how to be there.
A best friend I don’t know,
Your puppy , maybe
Your clown, all the time
A tissue
Here when you need it.
I love it Mickey! I love the comparison between the two and how you maintain it throughout the whole piece....*standing ovation*
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