The Wave
A small, white scar
a fading bruise
an upset stomach
nothing to lose
nothing to gain
alone and afraid
numb with pain
the feel of a cut
and a stab in the skin
the song listened to
and im crying again
to just get away
to some other place
so they won't look
at the look on my face
the smile, the frown
its all going down
to the dark
to the death
and the wave at its crest
crashes down on my head
and the closing
the end
and its done
Copyright © Sally Knox | Year Posted 2006
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