They ran some blood tests today. They are checking me for lack of iron or something. I know I can relax since they aren't looking for AIDS. (It wont show up unless they look for it, right?) Anyways, she (the doctor, I mean) said to me maybe it is just stress I said, we are all stressed: it is no excuse.. She attempted to rub my shoulders but stopped short, screaming, my god! you're a rock! I smirked, told her thats what I get for carrying around burdens for years at a time. She asked, honey what is on your mind? I asked, what is not on my mind? She questioned, what would you like to say? I thought, I know his birthday is tomorrow and Im thinking about calling; I thought, I dont have time to juggle the play, and the other play and the other play and classes; I thought; if you slam my door one more time, I gonna kick your ass bitch; I thought, I still haven't given Kim her christmas present; I thought, I hope Megan is alright I thought, I wonder who (what) Mike is doing this very moment; I thought, dont bother testing me for AIDS, because Im not sexually active or anything. I said nothing.
Reason for writing:
just thinking....still going through writers block...yep..thought Id at least submit something
Birth sign: Aquarius
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