Kimberly Atwood Poems
|1.||Where Art Thou?||6/29/2012|
|4.||All At Once||6/29/2012|
|8.||Regretting Myself And All I Am||6/29/2012|
|10.||I Loved You When No One Else Did||6/29/2012|
|12.||Love Me Not||6/29/2012|
|13.||Think And Embrace||6/29/2012|
|15.||You And I||6/29/2012|
|16.||Hold My Hand||6/29/2012|
|18.||I Need A Place||6/29/2012|
|20.||Only As Perfect As You Make Them Out To Be||6/29/2012|
|21.||Are You Ready?||6/29/2012|
|22.||The Big News||6/29/2012|
|24.||The Night Before Christmas (Outcast Version)||6/29/2012|
|25.||Shed A Tear (The Poem That Rhymes So Much It's Almost Ridiculous)||6/29/2012|
The Night Before Christmas (Outcast Version)
Twas the night before Christmas,
and all through the house,
every creature was stirring,
running from the mouse.
He had the eyes of a tiger,
the face of a goblin;
His head made of paste,
his hands out of tin.
He was quite disfigured,
and it was plain to see:
He wasn't heading for the creatures;
he was heading towards me.
I ran through the house,
down the long hall.
Everyone knew it was futile,
but I gave it my all.
The beast was upon me now;
he had me pinned to the ground.
I tried to break free, but I was too far bound. ...
Healthy and strong.
It's something I think about
All night long.
Fabulous and loved.