Poetry

Dumb (#474)

How could I have been so freaking dumb?
I mean how stupid have I become?
I’m so livid with myself for letting it befall,
Do I hit something, or do I curl up in a ball?
I’m unbelievably pissed but at myself too,
What a freaking disaster to go through,
In knots, my stomach tossed and turned,
Thoughts of what happened freshly burned,
Like turning on a light switch, I felt sick,
The whole event hit me like speeding brick,
My resolve against an encore is concrete,
That won’t be a freaking mistake I repeat,

Any Thoughts?

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