Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2012
I dread the noise when she opens my door
The creak of the bolt, the sound of her voice
Light floods in from the ceiling to the floor
I'm afraid today I don't have a choice

I cower with my red blanket in hand
My pillow, an indestructible guard
Groggy, dragged from a dream, a distant land
Defenses shatter. All that's left- a shard

I will not let you! I'll fight to the end!
A struggle ensues. I cry and I shout.
I'm dragged by the ankle around the bend
Clawing at the carpet- I must get out!

The horrors I experience are cruel
Oh why, oh why must you take me to school?
This is a sonnet minus iambic pentameter.
Written by
Madeline
568
   ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems