Briana Knight

Rookie (December 8,1993 / New Orleans, La)

The Bathroom Stall - Poem by Briana Knight

So much happens in the bathroom stalls.
Cute yet odd writings all over their walls.

Its seen smiles, tears, and blood drops too.
It invites all the personal things we do.

Its our silent get away when we need most.
Where we all run when we have become lifes host.

The stall has seen our sharp razors and red blood.
When lifes emotions begin to flood.

If the stall had eyes to see and mouth to speak,
it would tell you that 'even the strongest people get weak.'

It would say 'I've seen you on a bad day,
how you silently screamed at the obsticles in your way.'
'How you reluctantly grabbed the razor and got to work
all because your insides were hurt.'

'I was so happy, at your pain, how you'd come to me
to show no one else your beautiful tears to see.'

It would sigh and speak 'I have also seen you on a good day,
though on those visits you would shortly stay.'

Comments about The Bathroom Stall by Briana Knight

  • (4/16/2012 3:23:00 PM)

    A great poem, like it, shows true emotion. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, April 16, 2012

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