Direct Me

A Poem by Channing S.

You have got me...
Dripping in fear
Tearing apart
Taking a stab at
All fragile starts
Each innocent need I could
Cater too

Now
What am I to do?

You've got me
Dragging them down
Eating at tart
Tasting exchanges
All of them are
Indeed with greed

Now
What can I do?

Other than... Listen to you.

© 2010 Channing S.

Author's Note

What do you think? I took this one from something else I had wrote a month ago...
I just need to know, if you think theres anything out of place, perhaps?

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Added on December 3, 2010
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Channing S.

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Name: Channing Nickname: Chazzy Gender: Female Hair Color: Dirty blond Eye color: Green/gray Height: 5'6 Weight: 110 Age: 14 Orientation: Straight Background: I have a big family of.. more..