The Menu

by Phoenixgoddess   Jan 23, 2005


On the menu are the greatest servings ever made,
I wanted to thank the chef, the chef's name is Blade.
On the menu were servings in large,medium, and small,
But they all satisfied you,you were never unsatisfied at all.
I ordered the large, and I wondered if I had enough,
It only costed pain from the parents, or life being too tough.

I know I had enough so I paid with parental pain,
It served my order on my arm, it was so satisfying, I even kept the dark red stain.
I left and came back the next day,
I could not help to stay away.
I ordered a medium and paid with pain from friends,
The order was so great, that I kept the dark red crimson stain again.

I came back two days later,
And as always I was an impatient waiter.
This time I ordered a small, I paid with being told lies,
But that wasn't enough so I ordered a large,I paid with wantings to die.
It was absolutely helpful for I left with tears in my eyes,
They served it on my wrists this time, and I finally slept peacefully and died.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Sinister Soire

    i hope your ok, or atleast alive. your too good to lose, you need to stay alive, for everyone else out there who hasnt caused you pain. its a great poem., keep writing

  • 19 years ago

    by Kalika

    Another amazing poem, you've got great talent....thanks for commenting on mine, it means a lot....wow it's like you can read my mind, keep up the excellent work.

    Kalika