“Cut my life into pieces”
the blood drips from my wrists.
The tears drips from my eyes.
We fought our last fight.
Heaven for you
hell for me.
The only way it should be-
The only way.
I acted like a foolish teenager.
You acted like a teenage fool.
Perhaps I should have used the kitchen knives to end it in front of you.
Perhaps I should have given you the privilege to watch me suffer to the end.
Perhaps I should have given you this gift many years ago.
You gave me the gift of life.
It is only fair I return the favor.
I have wrecked your life to the bitter end.
I have wrecked your life to tears.
I have wrecked your life to-
-Hell
Me
Your tears are bee stings.
And I know you have done all that you can for me.
I know that you have tried to stop the failure that is my life.
I know.
I appreciate your love.
I appreciate your peck on my cheek
I appreciate the cookies you made for me.
I appreciate those presents and glowing smile as I unwrapped Christmas presents.
As blood drips across the floor,
I use a red paint can to color the windows to match my sorrow.
I paint the house red!
My hand can no longer hold it as I grow faint and dizzy..
Walking into the kitchen the key wrack got my eyes.
It was a bit ironic and, despite my state, I snickered in my narcissistic .manner.
It says, “Good Day and Hurry Home.”
I look at it as I grow even more faint while blood rushed from me like the Mississippi River.
I pause
I write the letters above the sign,
I love you mother,
With the blood gushing from my wrist
The smeared blood and red windows is in essence,
A window into my soul .
A contest entry
- Something Frightful This Way Comes by Tom The Invader.
450 points, ended June 21, 2007, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Mental Asylum by RemovedName.
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The gore was ok, but this also dident scare me, it was a good poem tho, just not fits in the contest
Good luck tho
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This didn't scare me really. Maybe made me inclined to join the character in his escapades, but it didn't scare me. Down the road, not across it. -
Ah...very unexpecting poem is here..very touchy and very painful concept through ...So much thoughts and so much disappointments as well...This state of mind often we all face in our life and you have dipicted in this in appropriate words here with its true pictures and its true immages as well...The structure and the word choice here is every effective and depicting the depth of the subject and the concept
time and time again...The thought here is strongly representing your heart...Indeed a deep work here...butI hope it is not true...
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I love this, it's very beautiful and sad. This really could be a song.
You have amazing creativity in this. I really felt something reading this.
It just flows.
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ouch...this really hurt in ways I wasn't expecting....I hope that you are able to redirect your energy in order to acheive all that you are worthy of...sometimes we are unable to see past the moment when we are in so much pain....I am rooting for you! keep your chin up! peace and light always in all ways, Kendal
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Wow
This could be an MCR song; you should send it them. Seriously, I'm not being sarcastic. Another brilliant one from you. This is exactly how I'm feeling today, so this got me in the heart.
***Rae***
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and the title is different. poem is discrptive, has alot to say. deep, well meaningful. sad.
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I agree with every single comment below mine. Powerful...sad...deep...etc etc. Even if this was a beautiful and wondreful write, I really hope you don't feel this way. It's very depressing and I hope you "find the light" persay
and so on and so forth. But Amazing job. I really really enjoyed this write. Keep up the awesome work! I applaud you, for great work, dear. 
Tori
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Is the opening line from Papa Roach? LOL That was the first thing I thought of when I read it, as that used to be my favorite song back in the day when it was released. Good to see the line appear here. Brings back memories. Sigh. Anyway, enough of my reminiscing. I think "blood drips from my wrists" might be a little too cliche, but that's my tastes and doesn't mean the poem isn't still enjoyable. It will definitely speak to a certain audience, and that's what every poet should aim for... know your audience and that's what matters. Good reading here
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Wow so much power is within these lines-- although, looking at it poetically speaking, it is cliche and not completely original (but I do adore the title). Sorry if this a true story, I can relate to how you feel. Keep writing!
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I can understand how you think painting windows red and bleeding out "I love my mom" on a wall is not original. I guess it is a difference in poetic style...
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This is so sad. But I love this. It shows so much emotion and flows so well.
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this is really powerful, i addresses a subject that incrasingly more people are going thorugh, and you have put thoughts onto paper really well.
your line breaks are used very effectivly, especially on the part
i pause
it is very clever how you tell a story through your words, and your imagery is great, especially the part about the mississippi river
an overal great write, i would say i enjoyed it, but that seems to be the wrong word. it was certainly emotion-stirring, a very good write, thanks for sharing
lucy
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Chilling Max! Hopefully not a true act but one that is only of your muse....very vivid images flashed in my mind here, gripping....sending my luv ya way !
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