What's NextA Poem by Laura ExWhat’s next you ask me? What’s next? You sit and stare and wait for my response As I sit with my eyes closed, breathing in and out Trying to concentrate enough to give you a straight answer I’ll tell you what’s next, A new life with you A new day where I can go without Cutting A new hour where I can go without Thinking of ways to hurt myself and damage All my outsides To tame what’s on the inside What’s next is something great. Something I can’t wait for. And I’m looking forward to What’s next. © 2010 Laura Ex |
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