Compression

by Mlkdipdcookie ©   Nov 15, 2004


I have a headache. i am stressed.
i thought i was over being depressed.
i guess not. why stop now?
smile always?! i don't know how!
my head throbs, my wrist sobs
my tears bubble up in blobs.
that's o.k. i'm used to it
the shoes i wear weren't meant to fit.
squeeze, compound me; i'm compressed.
a lump of coal, my heart, repressed.
this vice of mine that pressures me
in a short while will simply be
means to an end: this diamond, me.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Mlkdipdcookie ©

    thanks, i appreciate that. ;-)

  • 20 years ago

    by Andrea

    great poem!

  • 20 years ago

    by *tanya*

    great! i loved it.. the structure..the way you described it.. everything! I know how you feel so hang in there and itll be ok, i promise :)
    if ya needa talk im here..
    much love, tanya :D