Hayley Gilmore

Rookie (Canada)

911 - Poem by Hayley Gilmore

911,911, please listen to my emergency
My heart, my heart, I can’t stop it from leaving me
It goes, goes straight into his hands, oh his hands
Oh boy he knows, oh no he knows, he knows
Goodbye, oh heart. Farewell, don’t break. Broken.
My heart, my heart, you decided to steal
Don’t let it, let me fall, don’t let it let me fall
I’ll wait, I will wait, waiting for your telephone call
My mind, wander is all it can do, it does, how true
Behind, pushing me from behind, that would be you
That cliff, from behind off that cliff, who knew
Once upon a time, a time once upon, a time, a time i long for
Once this world, it wasn’t out, out trying to get me
Goodbye world, to you I bid a quiet farewell. Gone.
911,911, please listen to my emergency..
I can’t, cannot stress, the degree of my urgency…

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 29, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 30, 2011


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