Recovery

by Erin   May 17, 2007


Feeling exhausted
Like i worked all day
Being so angry
Sure made me pay

My headache is growing
The hammers wont stop
From back my neck
All the way to the top

My muscles are throbbing
Like i sprinted a mile
But when they ask
I'm purely in denial

Who knew being so angry
Could be so tiring
But while in the moment
The Feeling was firing

But i put out the fire
The anger has died
Though in reality
All it did was hide

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  • 17 years ago

    by Maddyxxx

    Great job, i like this one. (p.s thanks for the poem comment)

  • 17 years ago

    by babblingxbrooke

    I really liked that...the word choice was good and it flowed pretty smoothly...nice write!

    Brooke<3