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Hannah Vincent Aug 2011
It's 11:11 and I stopped making wishes a long time ago
until you gave me a dime to throw in the fountain
how could I waste that?
So I made a big wish and hoped the extra worth in coin meant something.
Thought that it was going to
come true
but it didn't and now it's 11:11 and I'm wishing it anew.

It's 11:11 and I stopped making wishes a long time ago
then you picked that wishful flower
and I couldn't resist
the gesture was just too wonderful.
So I made a wish and blew
while standing next to you hoping it'd come true
but it didn't and now it's 11:11 and I'm wishing it anew.
Hannah Vincent Aug 2011
Why do we do this to each other?
We paint targets on each other's backs;
targets no one else can see.
Ready. Aim. Fire!
You hit me hard
right through my heart.

Pain travels throughout.
It makes no sense to me. We see
these targets and know they're
wrong.
Why keep shooting?

I want to scrub yours off
but you insist on wearing it like a trophy.
A trophy of what?
There's nothing to celebrate in pain.

Need to think
A way to get through to you
I know
You know that you know also.
This need not be a tragedy.
Hannah Vincent Aug 2011
Wake up
Grow up
Stand up
Face up
...because I love you

Buckle down
Swim down
Break down
Fall down
...because I probably always will

— The End —