Ali Matheny Poet I do not know?

Goodbye!

I have reasons for what i do!
and i cut because i miss you.
it feels like your 1 million miles away,
and eventhough i talk to you everyday,
i cant fight the heartache
rageing deep inside me.
the       it drips,
and makes danceing swirls upon the water.
i cry because it hurts,
but i laugh because it reminds me of you.
and all the fond memories we shared.
remember at the lake when we said our last goodbyes?
remember how it felt?
well thats nothing.
ive found ways to make it better
like what ive just done
i can feel the       runnig down my arm.
my vision begins to blur and i start to get dizzy
i hit the floor with a THUD!
landing in a thick red puddle of      .
i wimper out my last goodbyes,
as my mom walks into the kitchen.
shes screaming and crying and getting out of control.
she shakes me angrily 
pleaing for me to wake up.
i watch everything through dying eyes,
as the paramedics arrive.
they dont even take a second glance 
as one of them says time of       5:03.
if your reading this i guess this is THE END.
at least for me anyways.

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Adam Wheaton November 30, 2008 at 2:43 PM sad, but good. dark, and depressing. I like it a lot

Kyle Perkins November 5, 2008 at 3:51 PM about to go babysit, how bout you

David Caldera November 3, 2008 at 9:45 PM Started off alright, I got a little lost in the middle, then bored before I reached the end... A few minor changes, try reading it out loud to yourself. That's what I do. I get to hear what it sounds like, I also have someone read my poems outloud to me so I hear how it reads and how the reader understands what I write. David Bear

Steven Mcmorrow November 2, 2008 at 1:56 PM i liked the beginning but after that it kind of went downhill.

Vince Suzadail Jr. November 1, 2008 at 7:15 PM I see a person who needs help. I see a person with a good heart or they wouldn't have those feelings. I see someone who need a little understanding and less condemnation. I see a person who struggles with problems they feel to hard to discuss. I see a person who doesn't feel comfortable talking the truth so they've developed a way to show the world the pain they go through without discussing the real cause. Vince