By Anna Cangellaris
Class of 2008
Posted Thursday, Feb. 23, 2006, The OG, creative writing

Like an ache in my back,
Like a splinter in my brain,
That won't go away,
You drive me insane.
With each remedy,
My hope is in vain,
In attempt to be rid
Of this heart-wrenching pain.
The things that you say,
They blister my ears,
They burn in my eyes,
With acid-like tears,
I cry and I cry,
It storms and it rains
I die and I die
Again and again.