Treasure Island

Michael Peterson

(Janesville, Wisconsin)

Arguments


Loud voices, heated debates
started out small, escalated
many topics, never ends
stupid remarks, lots of barks
different stories, true or lies
always wrong, sometimes true
undecided, in the middle
does matter which side your on
things get said with no regards
feelings hurt, damaging words
screaming matches, fists a pounding
feet stomping, doors a banging
doesn't matter what it is
arguments happen everyday, anytime
any where, everyone has them
in the end its not worth the fight
worth the words, or the hurt
arguments are not worth the time
many senseless words, wasted time
time to cool off, heal from the words
regain the trust and the friendliness
sometimes it never end
carries to a new day
starts a new argument
let it go and begin a new day

Submitted: Sunday, September 30, 2012
Edited: Monday, October 01, 2012

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