I Hate Sundays

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
this short poem is about my parents seperation.. on sundays is the day i switch homes, sometimes i dread going to the other parents home.. this peom just describes my feelings on sundays when the stich occurs

Submitted: June 29, 2011

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saturdays done its sunday now

this is the dreaded day it brings me down

the week of normal has come and gone

now im going to be crushed like bug on a lawn

its 6 now its time to go

now im going to face the foe

whatever i do is always wrong

i dont know how i deal with this all along

at night while i cry into the darkness

i find my rosary , grab it like a harness

i sit there and pray rosary in hand

hoping i can get out of here as fast as i can

but one thing people will never see

i keep all these feelings inside me


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