Thursday, March 13, 2008

poem--- shoulder

I look back over my shoulder,
See the things I had once before.
I wish I could have just told her:
I wish I would have just done more.
It weighs down on me- a boulder;
What the hell am I waiting for?

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

you better look over your shooulder. my RCP90s gonna fuck you up

Anonymous said...

sorry i meant to be serious but i couldnt help it.

KUDOS JO

Burnham said...

nice poem. who is "her" in this poem?