Description: This is for Kail. Originally it was titled 'Yellow Umbrella', but I thought I'd get in trouble for that title because no one here knows what it means. I honestly think this is a sweet piece, just like the sweet boy, because it gives him everything he deserves: something better.
Jabs in the night;
We always seem to fight.
Turning burning away our
sorrows and plights.
You told me I was special,
and said you'd never let me go.
You said someday when you grow up,
you'll find a way to love me and
let me know.
We stood in the drizzle dark,
by all gruesome trucks parallel parked.
Talking about the way things are,
your family, school, the beauty of the stars.
Spinning and winning your smiles
it's all I need to go on for a while.
I couldn't live without one embrace
that catches me after the chase
and turns to put a smile on my face.
There's only one way to thank you,
as I'm driving home.
My hands grip my knees tightly
bruising broken bones.
I don't know when hands turned to fists,
I don't know why I feel like this.
So stabbed by a joke,
a long loved friend.
My only thank you is to pray and hope
they won't make this your end.
Good piece, i liked how you sued your words. SOme are simple everday used words, but they sound so eloquently written, and still osme other comparisons and linkeness are so well thought out. I'm sure your firend woud liek t his poem, so many deserve somethign better.
This poem was very good until the end, you made the reader go what? one should never do that in a poem or a story. this part is what I am talking about:
My hands grip my knees tightly bruising broken bones. I don't know when hands turned to fists, I don't know why I feel like this. So stabbed by a joke, a long loved friend. My only thank you is to pray and hope they won't make this your end