You'Re Still In My Head Poem by Nicole Jaimie Carothers

Curse words and pain...
are my synonyms for you.

I hope your death is as painful
as falling off a cliff on fire...
Easy to say that hate is a defense toward you.

I just wish I could leave...
....even though its been a year since I saw you.

Bicycles and roses...
television and pastrami sandwiches...
video games and walks
are all memories of you...
haunting me and harrasing.

My hand was a bad one...
to late to get new cards.