This is the second time i'm going to give an introduction to a poem i've written. It is about a hideous habit of mine. I'll understand if you are repulsed upon reading this, but this prompt encourages me to share it with you. Negative comments are welcome.
My guilt ridden secret
keeps me company,
popping in my mouth
when i'm hungry,
tired, bored,
sleepy, sad
or just angry.
It pops in
my mouth
only
when i'm alone
or with close family.
It's my thumb
and i am
a FIFTEEN year old
thumbsucker.
could be a LOT worse!
ReplyDeleteI agree, it could be worse. Brave to share this poem though!
ReplyDeleteI admire you sharing; it could be a lot worse~
ReplyDeleteYou were brave to tell.
ReplyDeleteThank you all for commenting. I wouldn't have dreamed of sharing it with you all had this prompt not come in at the right time.
ReplyDeleteI was expecting much worse. :) Good job, though I don't think you needed the intro.
ReplyDeletemadhumakhi,
ReplyDeleteI will not tell a soul, of your secret!!!!!
Very innocent....
Best wishes, Eileen
We take comfort where we can find it - it's better than sucking on a bottle of whisky!
ReplyDeleteyeah, i'd say there are grosser and less healthy habits.
ReplyDeletestay the course!
A brave poem. I didnt know you are fifteen, you write very well! Thanks for sharing and keep writing!!!!!
ReplyDeleteAwwwwww.....Well,you write exceptionally well for a 15 year old.Great work! Huggzz!
ReplyDeleteAt 15 that would be a big secret I'm sure. At my age it sounds precious. :) What a great poem buiwhen secret is revealed.
ReplyDeleteWelcome to the World
stunning word flow.
ReplyDeletetrue, secrets at times are only for ourselves.
A great confessional poem. Nicely written.
ReplyDeleteA secret shared can no longer be a guilty on! LOL
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