Yeah.

A Poem by Becca

There's something wrong with me.

I just know it.

One more shot,

Yeah it hurts.

One more crush.

It blows,

Yeah, it blows.

Love is a mystery,

One I wish to no longer know.

One piece missing,

Yeah, it's missing.

Spit out the words,

Tell me you love me.

One more chance,

Yeah, just one more.

Here we go now,

One more step.

Now watch it all blow up.

Yeah, blow up into flames.

© 2015 Becca

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Jamie

A brilliantly powerful write also very relatable! Great write!

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Becca

Rochester, NY

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I'm 23 and I write poems to keep me sane. Poems are my way of getting out how I feel. When I'm upset, I tend to write more. But there are times where I will get randomly inspired and write something c.. more..