Brittney Pennington

Rookie - 81 Points (19/12/1991 / Crourd 'd lane)

My Bed - Poem by Brittney Pennington

In a whole I have made my bed
I lay each night in the dark telling myself im happy waiting as time passes by and I wast away
thinking of the choice I made hoping it all works out
knowing there is no undoing what's been done
dreaming of the one that will never be mine whlie I am somebody else's
knowing the end is not near
and nothing will change
I made my bed now I most lay in it

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Comments about My Bed by Brittney Pennington

  • Gold Star - 7,887 Points Khairul Ahsan (7/18/2013 11:53:00 PM)

    dreaming of the one that will never be mine whlie I am somebody else's
    This is a difficult dream to cope with. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, July 14, 2013


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