You're crying.
Though i lack,
understanding.
Feeling.
Compassion.
I feel nothing for you.
I'm your release.
Your only release.
Your only companion.
As he walks in and screams,
'you stupid b.i.t.c.h-
what the f.u.c.k have you done'
No one knows you like I do.
You know that as well as I do.
So, wait for him to go out...
Slam the door.
Lock yourself away.
Hide in our world.
Now pull up your sleeve,
same as always.
We know the routine.
Sleeves pulled up.
I know you.
You have pins and needles,
on the floor laying around you.
But, I'm the only one who matters.
I laugh,
laugh at your previous scarring track-marks.
Now fill me up,
and stab me in.
Stab at the vein.
Stab at the memories.
Stab.
Until, your eyes glaze.
I own you now.
I'm in you.
I am you.
Together in your body.
I'll control you.
I'll ruin you.
I'll take over.
I'm your internals
all you are-
is a shell for me to live in.
You're the veins that i b.l.e.e.d through.
I'm gonna make sure,
I am your last taste of life.
So through your glazed view.
I am your rose coloured glasses.
Time,
to say goodbye now.
I was your last taste of life.
Say goodbye...
n.o.w
A contest entry
- & At Least Things Aren't Worse ♥ Show Me Dirty Pretty Please |x| by xxRainbowDawnxx.
300 points, ended April 7, 2007, 29 entries
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Comments
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"I am your rose colored glasses" Wow. That's so intense and so true.
I am impressed.
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i think that this is an awsome poem...i do agree w/ PinkStarlight tough.. it is a bad example of DirtyPretty
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this is NOT NOT NOT dirty pretty
DP is getting sooo overused its sick!
if you know dirty pretty then fine write it.
but DP isnt cocaine whores and glitter-
its about pulling an original idea out of something and making it beautiful. but this! this is not dirty pretty-
its not a bad poem but this is possibly one of the worst examples of DP.
im not being a bitch but this is true.
dont bitch at me.
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