Brittney Phillips

Rookie (3/6/94 / Baltimore, MD@GBMC)

When I Died - Poem by Brittney Phillips

The day they won,
i picked up a gun
3 bullets to the head
then i was dead

When i died,
i was the one who pulled the trigger,
and the digger,
of my own grave

3 bullets
1-pride; denying pain i hide
2-the strength; to defend what i feel inside
3-the courage to have pride

so away i went...
into the light
inspite that i might,
seek answers
get my questions answered
with out sticker shock
or again getting shot
but im already dead so who cares?

who cares,
that i still have nightmares
cuz i'm dead,
and i the one who behead

when i died i took 3 bullets to the head
and still lying here, DEAD

Comments about When I Died by Brittney Phillips

  • Rookie - 104 Points Dislocated Heart (3/14/2008 10:58:00 PM)

    hm.. very interesting piece. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 14, 2008

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