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The Glow of Blood

The Glow of Blood


The pure, clean glow of Blood.
As it slowly trickles down her arms.
It was hard at first, one cut, then two.
Then three, and four, soon many more.

Crimson, Scarlet, flows gently down.
Separate streams, soon to merge.
The first exquisite pains are fading.
She has the urge for more, then more.

Silvery, gleaming, shimmering blade.
Shaking hand draws gently down.
The tender skin slowly opens.
The pure, clean, glow of blood appearing.

A sigh escapes those trembling lips.
A sigh of pain? No, not her.
A sigh of pleasure?
Ecstasy?

Confusion reigns inside her head.
Anger, sadness, longing, all are there.
No way to say, no way to tell.
Of the pain that drives her on.

The pain of not knowing.
Who she is. Why she is. What she is.
The pain of asking, why it is.
Why am I the chosen one?

Why choose me, why not them?
What did I do? Was I so bad?
You never loved me, you never cared.
What did I do? Will you tell me now?


Do you like your work?  Your creation?
I am what you made me.
Aren't I beautiful?
Aren't I so perfect?

Silvery, gleaming, shimmering blade.
Shaking hand draws slowly down.
The tender skin slowly opening.
The pure, clean, glow of blood appearing



The pure, clean, glow of blood appearing
Slowly trickling down her arms.
Crimson, scarlet, it flows gently down.
Separate streams. Soon to merge.





Author notes

I chose option 5 because:
I used to be a self harmer, I now run support groups for depression, SI, co-dependency, abuse and Bipolar disorder.
I encourage group members to write, their emotions, their pain, writing is the best therapy there is. :-)
Written August 3rd, 2003

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  • LovedByTheOne
    August 28, 2005
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    this is good. i like it. it reminds me of me. i started cutting a long time ago. and the emotion in this poem show all of the emotions that i was going through the first time i cut myself. well anyways...this is a great poem. keep up the great writing.
    jen


  • AranC
    June 7, 2005
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    Thank you very much, most of my writing is in the emotional genre and most of it is personal too. :-) I am trying different styles but I find my strength is in the emotional. :-) I will be adding more to my portfolio tomorrow. Thank you again.

    Aran


  • c0ldfirez09
    June 7, 2005
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    Wow... i cant think of how to say how much i like this :\ nice job..