Lauren B Called

Rookie - 159 Points (Motown)

Sometimes Alone Is Better - Poem by Lauren B Called

Two truck loads there needs splitting
There's a storm coming in
Helped to cut and haul
The rest is left to me again
Oh sure he'll get me started
Won't leave until the engine runs
Be back to help in a half hour means
I'll be gone all night until you get this done
Blizzard on the way
More of bitter cold
I'd leave it all to him
If we had a place to go
But they have school in the morning
Can't leave their animals behind
This is a night the drunk will just sleep
If this is the price to be ignored
Guess I don't mind
No I don't get manicures
Extra is made by work like this
Still I have to scheme to get some from him
to take care of our kids
For two days could barely walk
Knees hurt to bend
Hands felt like they were separating
from where my wrists end
Sat to watch for the afternoon bus
An excuse to soothe the pain
Shocked out of a moments comfort
by the scream 'I see you're on your ass again! '

Topic(s) of this poem: Life

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 11, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 12, 2014

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