Poem: The Door

12 03 2006


Alone  Staring 

At the floor 

I wait quietly 

For someone To walk in 

Through my door 

Someone Anyone  Just to come 

And make sure 

The anger 

The hurt I feel 

Down to my core 


Forgotten  Not loved  Anymore 

Dead and Waiting Forever  For that door   

If the layout looks strange then that’s the fault of the site. I wrote this yesterday when I was angry at my family. The way it is spoken is to rhyme the words floor, door, sure, core and door again. In other word just rhyme the last word on every fourth line with the next verse if that makes sense. 




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