untitled poem

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Death_is_your_gift, Jun 21, 2007.

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  1. i'm not a great writer, but i like this because it is a great interpretation of why i SH and stuff, so i thought maybe someone else might like it aswell.

    I embed the blade into my skin
    And draw it across my body harshly,
    Waiting for the first drop of blood
    To seep out and start the healing process.
    For everytime the pool of liquid life grows
    I drift ever close to forgetting
    The time we spent together and the pain
    I feel now that you're gone.
    When we were together nothing else mattered
    Because i knew you would be there.
    I need you now more than ever before,
    But all i have is memories, nothing real.
    Now, because of my undilated stupidity
    I am left alone, in the company of a
    Severe looking blade.
    The only comfort i recieve is from
    Feeling the arctic steel slice through my flesh.
    Watching the sticky, red mess ooze from
    The fresh wounds over my body as
    I embed the blade into my skin


    So yeah, thats it, its not great, and some people might think that bits of it are conflicting each other, but i did do that for a reason, promise. Criticise it as much as you like....
     
  2. painfulbliss

    painfulbliss Well-Known Member

    damn thats good hun. i know whatcha mean. hugs
     
  3. expressive_child

    expressive_child Well-Known Member

    I think its well written..I like it. :smile:
     
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