Best

i thought
in the car haze
that this week
was the best week
in ever and ever.

then i got home
and he told me
that he waited
.
.
.


i think he made
me sick.

i think he made
me sick.

i want to tell my mother

i think he made
me sick.

: 24 Dec 2009 21:38 |  Tags: Poetry |  Comments (0) |  Report a problem