The Cemetery

I wrote this when I had a fall in with my friend and I was at the cemetery crying…
As the clouds came in and the wind begun to blow
The tears started to flow
I just feel so low
My happiness, were did it go

I am aching
I am slowly breaking
My phone does not seem to be ringing
Everything else just seems to be tangling

Unable to pull a real smile
I feel like I have walked a mile
Maybe as long as the Nile
All I can think about is your smile

Cutting to try and feel real
Is being unhappy the deal
Not wanting to eat a meal
Death is my zeal

Looking at my phone
Hoping to hear the message tone
Possibly even the ring tone
There is no sound coming from my phone

As my heart sinks lower
My mood gets poorer
Trying not to self harm becomes harder
My throat just became dryer

By Jess White
Published: 3/26/2008 		Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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