Lauren B Called

Rookie - 149 Points (Motown)

Pretty Pictures - Poem by Lauren B Called

All the pretty pictures
in my head
of times gone by
loved ones now dead
do you remember how it felt
to be there
but no answer comes
when you're speaking to thin air
force yourself to find the happy things
that lift you up
but sometimes the weight is too heavy
and those things aren't enough
one day you couldn't move
and the next day you did
put one foot in front of the other
force yourself to live
living hurts as much as dying
when death surrounds
all we can do is just keep trying
until one day it don't


Comments about Pretty Pictures by Lauren B Called

  • Freshman - 968 Points Damian Murphy (3/12/2015 12:10:00 PM)

    a super poem. a very difficult time well captured (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 169 Points marvin brato (10/1/2013 11:25:00 PM)

    Worth the read, very enlightening piece of poetry! (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,604 Points Anthony Di''anno (9/30/2013 12:40:00 PM)

    So true. At first it is unbearable to even contemplate living on, yet step by step it not only gets easier it also gets more worthwhile. Excellent write. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,726 Points Dinesh Nair (9/28/2013 1:01:00 AM)

    Your pretty pictures are like fragrant flowers blooming out on this PH plant. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,794 Points Dave Walker (9/25/2013 5:13:00 PM)

    A great poem, if we let the hurt take over too much, we can forget how to live. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,919 Points Heather Wilkins (9/24/2013 3:12:00 PM)

    excellent pictures of life until death comes knocking. good magery (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 23, 2013


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