Elizabeth Walker

Rookie - 20 Points (11/01/1985 / Winston Salem, North Carolina)

Me With You - Poem by Elizabeth Walker

Void and empty I gave up my soul,
I thought I was happy I felt so whole
But nothing completes me not when I'm with you
I hope you understand you're bad voodoo
It's not in my head I don't do it for fun
One day you'll be sorry when my head is next to a gun
I'm tired of tiptoeing just to please your every whim
I can't even be me, I have to create a pseudonym.

Comments about Me With You by Elizabeth Walker

  • Sekharan PookkatSekharan Pookkat (12/21/2013 5:20:00 PM)

    whims and fancies
    is next to a gun
    to be exhausted
    in seconds and feel free

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 3, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 4, 2012

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