"You want to die don't you?
You can do it.
End your suffering;emotional pain,
No one would notice,
He's never there."
Alucard hisses the last sentance,
Poison in my ear.
Slowly killing everything that was left,
Or...the peices of nothing.
Drip,
Ow.
Drip,
Yes.
Drip,
Be gone.
The red nector is swimming downward.
Watching the sensation fall,
The smell of sweet metallic,
Itching to have more.
Whimpering;trying to hold it back,
Biting lower lip,
Making my lips bleed.
Drinking the blood,
But desires to have more.
The once clear blade,
Stained with the drug.
The drug continues to swim down,
The black metal has blood splats,
All over my clothes.
What is happiness?
Why is it that humans fake it so much?
So others won't worry?
Or they can't feel it?
Isn't happiness just a lie?
There are many sacrifices in love,
It's also painful.
Never there,
Or thinking something is goin on.
Then the worst,
When your really in love,
They break your heart,
Shatter it to peices.
Glass window being broken till nothing is left,
Yea...that's love.
"You should be glad you have someone,"
I am...but yet depressed,
He's never there.
Can never get ahold of him,
So...how am I glad when I'm just alone.
Alone....
A long echo through an empty forest,
The wind passing it through.
Reminding that I am,
No one will be there,
No one can help.
Room Spinning all over the place,
Like being drunk.
Everything is all fast motion,
Then everything turns pitch black.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
The Hospital monitors are the only thing,
The only thing that is going through my ear.
Trying to open my eyes ,
But I can't.
It feels like their stitched closed,
Cant even move a muscle,
Feeling needles in my skin.
"Is she ok?"
"Don't know she cut really deep"
Cut and deep echo with the forest,
Alone....Cut....Deep.
Whispering in my ear like their right there,
Lips pressed agaisn't ear.
Wanting to say "I'm fine" nothing comes out,
Trees can't speak;only hear.
Leaves can cry;sap and tears from the clouds,
Tears racing down my face.
But I can't move.
"Don't worry she'll be ok,
She probably did it because it's a way to express,
What she's feeling."
The doctors voice was low ,
I would have shivered but couldn't,
Lips moving agiasn't ear.
Eyes flutter open breaking the stitches,
Looking down;blood stained.
Should have figured death didn't want me,
Not good enough for him or anyone.
Death,
Coldness,
Anger.
Out of my parents eyes,
Knowing what will happen when out of the Hospital.
A smack,
A beat,
Or Maybe death.
Maybe death will welcome me for once,
Not leaving me,
Always left behind.
Bella Knoll
2/20/07 5:52
A contest entry
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an artest you are great job i love your poem dearly thank you for entering my contest and the best of luck for you -
I'm dizzy
This is a whirlwind of emotion and most of them are conveyed well. There is a great disdain undertone in this entire piece and it makes something quite beautiful. This is something of a beautiful disaster. And it's not a bad writing just heartbreaking. And subject matter that is portrayed well. Thanks for entering my contest. Good luck. -
wonderful emotions. it keeps you hooked and makes you
FEEL. which is what poetry should do. damn good job.
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wow...
thats one of those poems that keeps you going till the very end and then you want more. thanks for entering my contest...
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such emotion, but so terribly sad, nearly cried. a really interesting and emotionally strong piece, i liked it!
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so sad. especially the last stanza. it made me want to cry for this young person. good emotional piece.
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Yea....
Thank you for the comment and my friend wanted to write about one of my recent "deaths"
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Its very dramatic very good. I lOVE IT!
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