Lesson Learned...

Poem by: Charlotte Mariee

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i cut class, this is what happened:P

liar, cheat, snake,

the titles follow me through the empty halls,

unshakable.

guilt bubbles softly in my stomach,

taking deep breaths,

just thinking,

the unavoidable.

cutting class.

i walk home,

thinking,

it's unavoidable,

"what have i gotten myself into?!?!"

i whisper,

my words forming fog in the frozen air.

cutting class.

the phone rings,

i pick up,

"please hold"

as i click the receiver back into it's cradle

a small explosion of dread,

fills my heavy heart,

the unavoidable.

cutting class.

we need to talk,

i want to speak,

to tell you what is killing me,

inside.

it's unavoidable.

tell the truth,

destroy the lies,

come clean,

lift the weight.

i was...

cutting class.

my lesson learned.

Submitted: July 25, 2010

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Harshal

Deep anguish and hurt, a definite agony pours out of each word and phrase that is written.

Use of phrase 'Cutting class' feels a little repetitive to me. But it's a poetry and not a prose. So it's for you to keep whatever you like.

Well written, keep writing.

Warm regards
Harshal

Mon, August 2nd, 2010 9:39pm

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lol. thanks. i was such a bad kidXD idk what i was thinking! the repedtitve cutting class was following me around that whole day. it was repeating in my mind much like the poem itself. thanks for the comment :]

Fri, August 6th, 2010 11:25pm