Robin Longstrike

Seven Days - Poem by Robin Longstrike

Seven days of anger
Seven days of fear
Seven days of pain
Seven days of misery

They tell me I am here,
But I am not.
They tell me I am a good person,
But yet I feel like I am a jerk.

Seven days I couldn't die
I couldn't die from anger
I couldn't die from fear
I couldn't die from pain
I couldn't die from misery

On the seventh day
I discover that,
all my anger, all my fears,
all my pain, all my misery
alll of it,

is just a dream.

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  • Rookie Robin Longstrike (5/29/2010 6:59:00 PM)

    It is my first poem ever, so please leave your opinion about it.

    And some hints and tips are always welcome. :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 29, 2010

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