Maximum Damage
Frustrated , Angered , Pissed off .
Turn up the volume , let the speakers fall .
It crashes , shattered over the floor .
You walk over the broken glass , and cry no more .
Drink alcohol , calm the mind .
Just think inside , how you'll never shine .
Blood shivering down your foot ,
and you smile inside .
It's your Maximum Damage ,
TURN THE SPEAKERS UP !!!!
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Stuck | 0 | 11/07/2009 |
| Confused Truth | 0 | 08/25/2009 |
| Suffer My Painn . | 1 | 08/18/2009 |
| Teenage Meltdown | 0 | 08/01/2009 |
| Tell Me | 0 | 07/27/2009 |
| When Will | 0 | 07/21/2009 |
| Maximum Damage | 0 | 07/18/2009 |
| You Said | 1 | 07/10/2009 |
| Letting Go | 3 | 07/05/2009 |
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