Holding the glass in my hand
Clenching my fist around it
Feeling the pain as it grips into my flesh
Dead inside this shell of a body
My hearts screams are halted
As I look into the mirror
Hating what I see, hating this is me
Crimson marks streak over my arms
Around my neck the bleeding cuts
That will lead to my demise
Looking into the mirror
Am I pretty now?
That I can barely walk from hunger
So skinny I could brake
But not good enough for them
Not good enough for the outside world
The bleeding on my body
Match’s the scars and bleeding
That covers my heart
Look inside this battered shell
To the one who wasn’t enough?
Let her die to be reborn
Look inside
Author notes
used the word bank
good luck judgeing the contest
*~ these are not my true feelings this was just written for the contest ~*
In a list
A contest entry
- word bank and pic. inspired by serenity silvermoon.
600 points, ended December 7, 2007, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
please tell me what you really think
Comments
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first of all nice background wow this is said im glad the poem is just for the contest and not your own feelings but if they where i am always here to talk i like what it says on the background bcause it is true * every tear that falls marks another forgotten voice* such true words the poem poem was great but sad thanks for sharing and god bless you forever and alway love someone who cares dianna lee green also knowned as serenity lynn silvermoon
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very well done angel
good luck love you
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this was a wonderful take on the prompt and it was beautifully written....with my background again he he its so odd seeing one i made up for public use lol
well done sis and best of luck
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this is really good sweety goodluck in the contest.Best wishes and much love
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