Drip, Drip
Its the most cmfortable sound
Like a baby cooing
I want to stop
I need to stop
But that drip drip just helps so much
The blade looks so comforting
And the feeling as it goes across
The cold metal across the welcoming skin
The questions are asked, but only a lie is the answer
Nobody understands
Nobody helps
Its all because of one BITCH
That the drips and the cold blade feels so good
If only she had listened
If only she had cared
I wouldn't be this fucked up
If she would've cared about her child instead of her drugs or friends
If she wouldn't have let him rape me
Then this wouldn't be happening
I could live
I could love another guy
I wouldn't have lost the one I want and the one I need
And its all because of the BITCH and her best friend
That the wall I built has come crumbling down
Leaving me exposed adn vulnerable
No self confidence,all lost
The one that I want looks down upon me, but only in my mind.
Fore I am not pure and holy
I am tattered, ruined and hated, but only in my mind.
So once again tonight I will find comfort in the cold blade against my welcoming skin
And await the drip drip that I have grown to need.
A contest entry
- Options For Angst Writers by BarbedWireButterfly.
750 points, ended April 20, 2007, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - ~~~~Give me your BEST -- OPEN TO EVERYONE!~~~~ by Jade-.
550 points, ended February 27, 2008, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
My Name is Christina Nielsen
Comments
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>.< i'm sorry to say, but you didn't seem to read the rules. or you forgot the shove the info in. i can see its a prewrite so i'll take it as forgot. please have it up soon so i don't have to DQ you. nice poem, language and emotion are good. thankyou for entering and good luck
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I love this poem!!!!! Its my favorite! Your moms fucked up and I hate her!
Muah!
♥ Natalie



