This place is cold
and white.
They call my name
I turn.
You can't see them?
They move.
They speak different languages
I don't understand
They sing songs
and don't know the words
I ask them to stop
They laugh.
I go to hit them
They scream
The evil one comes in and asks
"What's wrong?"
It turns to me
they point.
A single fang sinks into my arm
I sleep.
2007-12-11 03:49:57 · 9 answers · asked by Dezy 3 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Poetry
Susan,James ,Liz, Ben but the evil ones just call them David.
I wanted to put that part in the poem but I didn't know how to make it flow..not that my poems flow much but I try...You guys what did you think of my poem? *cries*
2007-12-11 04:33:22 · update #1
"American Idol" rejects. ;)
2007-12-11 04:00:18 · answer #1 · answered by skaizun 6 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Kaz, what are you doing in an insane asylum. I thought those days were long over for you. Just kidding. I love the poem, it's metaphor could be taken so many ways, I love your anonymitous language.
2007-12-12 01:27:56 · answer #2 · answered by Evadne Soleil 6 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Doctors in the mental hospital...
2007-12-11 03:53:51 · answer #3 · answered by jess77lynn 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Quit the drugs, every thing will be fine
2007-12-11 04:01:57 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
dr.s and nurses in an operating room?
2007-12-11 03:56:14 · answer #5 · answered by sunnyrain77 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋
yes that is right mental hospital good answer!
2007-12-11 03:55:32 · answer #6 · answered by lisalisa 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
doctors office?
2007-12-11 03:52:49 · answer #7 · answered by Born to Rule 2 · 1⤊ 0⤋
sounds like you may be delirious.
2007-12-11 03:53:27 · answer #8 · answered by aladinsane 4 · 1⤊ 0⤋
vampires
2007-12-11 03:59:15 · answer #9 · answered by mujerlatina 1 · 0⤊ 1⤋