What's going on here?

What's going on here?
Well Amanda and Emily both have goals to write more. Amanda wants to write a poem and a half a day for the next year, while Emily wants to write for National Write a Novel Month (NaNoWriMo), which is usually in November, but she is going to do it from now until her mission on May 18th. Here is were you can follow us in our goals! Leave comments, encouragement, and what ever else you feel like.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Fired on a Tuesday Morning


Tar across my skin.

My skin, my heart, my soul.

I did m best.

I gave you what I thought you wanted and here I am.

Hands covered in black from your lies.

You ask me to teach the children.

Help them grow.

And now I’m here.

Here dropped like a piece o garbage

If you knew me

If you took your time to know me.

You’d know those are lies.

And so now I’m the one sent packing.

Bags in hand, tears in eyes.

Because I would never

I would never

I would never.

I know what that feels like and I would never.

And I’d like to spit this back in your face.

But I can’t.

You won’t let me.

So I’ll write this poem

A poem about how you ask one thing and expect another.

How you took a girl still trying to make decisions

Doing what she thought was best

And you painted her black.

Painted me black with guilt and fear and hurt and pain

I never deserved.

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