Judgement Poem by ash cummins
Judgement
It burns, their eyes
Starring pointedly at the back of my head,
Burrowing into my skull.
They watch every move; record every mistake
For it to be dredged back up in years to come.
When finally I feel I can hold my head high,
They are there, shattering my pleasant delusions.
In my pain they find pleasure.
And it never ends.
Friday, April 2, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: judgement
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