Matthew Rousseau

Rookie - 0 Points (October 12th,1995 / St. Vincet Hospital)

Cold Steel - Poem by Matthew Rousseau

It’s raining and you’re tainting
your thoughts with shots
of depression and regression
Feeling so alone, hoping not to be renown
You stare at the wall, looking down the hall
something gives you the chills
you can feel the cold steel
as if you’re glued and are it’s food.
The cold steel stares you down with a frown,
and in your feelings, you drown


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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 7, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 8, 2011


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