You're Obsessions

by derekdewosky

June 20, 2013

Johnny was a walking pill,

All to better his sad will.

White and bitter,

A mean critter,

Till his pills came to a still.

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Comments (2)

canouthayJun 20, 2013

<p>I love what you did with the title, and I thank you for explaining what the title means to you as the writer because it makes this already powerful poem of just a few lines even more powerful. After reading your poem, this sad feeling welled up in my chest, which just comes to show you how far it reached. Thank you for sharing!</p>

derekdewoskyJun 20, 2013

<p>The word "you're" is present in the title as a conjunction of 'you' and 'are' intentionally to say you are your obsessions. </p>

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