Crimson tears streak down my face.
Runs like water to my bass.
Inside a fire slowly dies.
Making the crimson tears I cry.
Sucking life from my heart.
Only to be torn apart.
Never ending searing pain.
Trying to make me go insane.
Echos sounding in the dark.
Across the misty shadowed park.
Raping fear covering me.
Standing exposed for all to see.
Author notes
I have no clue really why I wrote this I was just in a really weird mind set so this just came pouring out. I hope that its not too weird. Tell me what you think.
A contest entry
- Your Best Pre-write of 2007 by Metaphorist.
900 points, ended January 4, 2008, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Vivid imagery. It's not weird, just dark.
Thanks for entering. Good luck in my contest and in the New Year! -
Again, this is a great write! You reach deep into the core of life and pain and pull out a masterpiece.
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Oh, Sadie, I love this! I love the words you've used. It's so descriptive and vivid. You evoke emotion too. Exactly which I'm not sure,
but I really love this! You did such a wonderful job. Keep it up Milton!
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I love it!Well done,the weirdness adds to it!
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oooh, i like. And i love this title girl!!! This is really good, even if you're not sure where it came from!
Keep it up!
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It's very...dark. It is a bit weird, but not in a bad way. I liked it, and how you portrayed a dark mood.
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