Home execution
Circumlocution
Responding to cues
Singing the blues
I'm not crying
No one is dying
Denying this
Is hit or miss
Just like a ball
Aimed towards all
Toward a family of six
A family of sticks
A family of tears
A family of fears
Afraid of the night
Not wanting to fight
Afraid of the day
Wanting to run away
Too many words
And not one is heard
It seems they're all smiles
For miles and miles
Inches and feet
Standards to meet
Competitions to win
But pride is a sin
Living will kill me
Dying's not easy
Maybe it will be
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My Poems - 2018
PoetryNo one has to read this. It's not interesting. I don't really think the poems will be very good, either. (NOT EDITED OR CHECKED FOR ANY GRAMMATICAL ERRORS.)
