Lame ass persona poem for creative writing.

[spirithorse]

Does it have the kick that I'm looking for?  Let me know if it does or if it just falls flat.

"Peanuts to Me"

In bed on those freezing cold nights

I felt the sting of winter's bite

And instead of heat, I slept in my thickest sweater

Because it would get worse, before it got better

That isn't just peanuts to me.

Four hundred and forty and four days

Comments

[pseudoanalyst]

This is very Bob Dylan.