interffearemce

the noise like a mad bull pushing forward with all of its might.
the awsomeness of its inderence has kept me wondering.
working working working untill the job is done.
untill the rain stops and the beeping ceeses.
the time is now and the night is young.
i hold on to my life like a frightened child.
clinging to the blankie all torn and whitered with holes.
My life was like that blanket.
i held tight, ripping the blanket even more untill it fell apart in my hands.
falling to the floor and turning to ash.
the bull stoped charging.
the rain stoped and the beeping ceesed.
the night slowly faded away into dawn.
the light melting my body.
melting my body onto the floor where i lay.
frozen in time.
slightly smiling.
time for me to die.
-laura 3:35 pm June 16th 2008
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this was an emoish poem that was VERY random.
hope you like/hate it.
hope it makes you think.