Thomas Conner


Halloween 1 - Poem by Thomas Conner

This was the night that led to yours
The heavens took your mom home
This very night
Then the same happened to you only different
This time it was you to that took yourself there
This night I didn’t find you lying on
The floor with blood all over
This night is suppose to be a scary night
The scary movies
The vampire teeth
The scaring the easily scared
This is what it was suppose to be
This is the night I think about your
The times with you and your mother
Tears roll down my face like the blood from your wrist
That time you slit them
This is the last time I think about it
Thinking about it might happen a couple times more
This will decide weather or not I’ll die tonight
These ghost that haunt me will come again
This time I’m prepared and ready for whatever comes my way
Those nights I wish I could take back for her, just one more time
The great times she had with you…forget about me, I don’t need
Those times…its all for her, not me
The choice is mine
To bring her and you back together…again


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 21, 2011


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