Seriously, A Snowball?

Seriously, A Snowball?

A Poem by Beatrice Mars

This is sick,

Really, do you want to get so drunk?

Come on it's christmas!

That is disgusting,

Seriously?

Stabbing for a snowball?

(Fight, it's all you're good at!)

 

And he's probably done the right thing,

I wouldn't want to go

Somewhere

Where I'm going to die.

But then again he

is/was brave.

It must be something else

(Come on, missing?)

But this is Real Life.

 

What the hell is going on?

(Come on it's christmas!)

Why are you doing this?

 

How can you have the

Audacity to presume

you words are a

Prayer?

Should we respond?

Let me tell you,

You're not that great!

But, It is christmas,

So peace be with you.

 

Hey, look,

IT'S CHRISTMAS!!

(Day)

And we made it 'till

2 O'Clock,

I thought that was quite

Good,

You dimwit!

Peace be with you.

 

And hey, It's not as bad

as it could be,

I could be dead,

Or dying,

Or worse.

(Stabbed for a snowball!?!)

 

So let's keep this up 'till

New years yeah?

 

Because, It is christmas!

 

So  ...

        .......

     ....             

                      ........

           .......

 

                             I wish it could be christmas everyday.


© 2009 Beatrice Mars



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Added on December 25, 2009
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Tags: Snowball, Fight, Stab, Christmas, Missing

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Beatrice Mars
Beatrice Mars

United Kingdom



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I'm an 19 year old girl. Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which was Apart, intr.. more..

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