I walk down a street and there's a big hole. I don't see it and fall into it. It's dark and hopeless and it takes me a long time to find my way out. It's not my fault!
Chapter Two
I walk down the same street. There's a big hole and I can see it, but I still fall in. It's dark and hopeless and it takes me a long time to get out. It's still not my fault.
Chapter Three
I walk down a street. There's a big hole. I can see it, but I still fall in. It's become a habit. But I keep my eyes open and get out immediately. It is my fault.
Chapter Four
I walk down a street. There's a big hole. And I walk around it.
Chapter Five
I walk down a different street
Joycie said
Dec 24, 2005
I love it do your right poetry often? I write almost everyday it really helps me.
<33 Joycie
notsonew1111 said
Dec 24, 2005
hi joycee yes i write often. its kind of a release for me. you should come into the chatroom sometime and you can talk to all of us. we have online meetings there too
How could you be so stupid
To do this to me again?
How could I be so dumb
To let you hurt me again?
I feel so alone
In a deep dark hole
No one to reach out to
No one to comfort my soul.
The pain is intense
The tears wont stop
There’s no one around
To make this stop.
How could I trust you
You did this before
You’ve left me too much
You walked out that door.
Time after time
I kept taking you back
I believed all your lies
But it’s love that you lack.
I believed you would change
But now I don’t think you can
I have to say bye now
I can’t go through this again.
All this pain you’ve inflicted
The stress that you caused
I’m literally sick now
I feel so lost.
I don’t know myself
And what I’ve become
I don’t know you now
And what you’ve become.
It’s over now
There can be no turning back
I can’t love you too
When you can’t love me back.
Nicely written nsn
here is a good story:
There's A Hole In My Sidewalk ~ Portia Nelson
Chapter One
I walk down a street and there's a big hole. I don't see it and fall into it. It's dark and hopeless and it takes me a long time to find my way out. It's not my fault!
Chapter Two
I walk down the same street. There's a big hole and I can see it, but I still fall in. It's dark and hopeless and it takes me a long time to get out. It's still not my fault.
Chapter Three
I walk down a street. There's a big hole. I can see it, but I still fall in. It's become a habit. But I keep my eyes open and get out immediately. It is my fault.
Chapter Four
I walk down a street. There's a big hole. And I walk around it.
Chapter Five
I walk down a different street
I love it do your right poetry often? I write almost everyday it really helps me.
<33 Joycie