Makensha
04-08-2010, 06:55 PM
I've entered a little poetry contest (first place gets a twenty dollar gift card), and I decided to pull out an old poem and revise it.
My Ears are Bleeding
I have an awful headache,
And you are the only cause.
I hear what you say to me,
But you must not come in clear,
So go and scream in my ear.
I understand the problem,
And I realize who to blame.
It burns inside my stomach.
I refuse to gasp for air.
I suffocate.
But what I know never comes out clear,
So go ahead and scream in my ear.
Bled by my own crooked knife,
I cower while you stab me.
Never crying out of pain.
Frozen in fear of the shame
For the future holds what I can not bear.
I understand what you're saying quite clear,
And yet I still let you scream in my ear.
Any constructive comments are welcome on where I can improve.
My Ears are Bleeding
I have an awful headache,
And you are the only cause.
I hear what you say to me,
But you must not come in clear,
So go and scream in my ear.
I understand the problem,
And I realize who to blame.
It burns inside my stomach.
I refuse to gasp for air.
I suffocate.
But what I know never comes out clear,
So go ahead and scream in my ear.
Bled by my own crooked knife,
I cower while you stab me.
Never crying out of pain.
Frozen in fear of the shame
For the future holds what I can not bear.
I understand what you're saying quite clear,
And yet I still let you scream in my ear.
Any constructive comments are welcome on where I can improve.