Chelcie Reaves

Rookie (1992 / Birmingham, Alabama)

They'Re Gone - Poem by Chelcie Reaves

I have wonderful friends
and a wonderful man
but when i get home that all starts to bend
either my brother is saying he hates me
or my mother is yelling about the dumbest things
i wait for that phone to ring
so it'll take me out of that room
and away from everything
if it doesnt ring by 5: 05
I pick up the phone and dial the number
sometimes your there
and sometimes your not
but tonight you are
so i say hang up and call me back
my mom gets suspious
but doesnt say a thing
as i sit in my room and say nothing
at all...
just the sound of your voice makes me feel so strong
I take one good look at my wrist
and i realize what i did was wrong
but by the time you say I love you
the bloody cuts are gone.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, August 30, 2010


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