Rachel Slimm

Rookie (1979 / Hayle, Cornwall)

What's The Problem - Poem by Rachel Slimm

The problem is
I need a drink.
The problem is
my head.
The problem is
my jumbled thoughts
and wishing I
was dead.

The problem is
the guilt.
The problem is
the pain.
The problem is
just waking up
to face the day

The problem is
I'm wicked.
The problem is
I'm wrong.
The problem is
I don't deserve
to live - that's why
I'm gone


Comments about What's The Problem by Rachel Slimm

  • Rookie Howard Johnson (5/21/2008 9:01:00 AM)

    I have to agree with blue bird, about 'are you ok 4real, A pleasure to read, Rachel (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Stone Granite (5/9/2008 4:58:00 PM)

    I like the rhythm of this poem. Nicely done. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie ~A Little Blue Bird~ (5/9/2008 4:58:00 PM)

    Wow, that was a very good poem. The pace of it was perfect. I hope you are ok 4real. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 9, 2008

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