Julie Neises


Stepped on
and kicked to the curb.
I try to explain
with one single verb.

I sit and I wonder,
and try as I might.
It's another uphill battle
and I'm losing the fight.

I drink and smoke
trying to clear my mind.
Everything gets cloudy
and harder to find.

I decide to go on
with a slit on my wrist.
My knuckles turn white
and so tightens my fist.

I want to call out,
get rid of my past.
But my mind keeps repeating
'remain steadfast'.

I pace 'round the room
my stomach in knots.
Getting impatient
I do another shot.

I finally have it,
so before I forget.
I write down one word,
and that word is regret.

Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 15, 2008

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  • Stone Granite (6/16/2008 6:29:00 AM)

    Wonderfully written. Heart wrenching and honest, bit what I like most is the ending and its meaning. Another excellent poem, Jules – stay strong.

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  • Duy Bui (6/15/2008 11:06:00 PM)

    Hey I really like this poem. It reminded me of another poem.


    Razors pain you;
    Rivers are damp;
    Acids stain you;
    And drugs cause cramp.
    Guns aren't lawful;
    Nooses give;
    Gas smells awful;
    You might as well live.

    - Dorothy Parker

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  • Callie CarrollCallie Carroll (6/15/2008 10:44:00 PM)

    Really nice job. Keep writing!

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