Crimson shards glisten with despair.
Raw throat screams, “Life’s not fair.”
You saw through me, my walls of glass.
Used me, beat me, manipulated my past
Twisted my words, everything I said
Then saw her and left me for dead
Soaking in water cloudy and pink
Bleeding my veins into the sink
It’s not for you, I do this for me
I hate my life I want to be free.
No dreams or pain just messy stains
Purging despair through pulsing veins.
Author notes
Next time I will use a better razor.
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 think
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i hope this is not a true story if it is i am sorry i used to cut myself to and sometimes i want to but something stops me if its not thank god you are a great writer keep up the great work thanks for sharing and god bless you forever and always love someone who cares dianna lee green also knowned as serenity lynn silvermoon
ps. if you ever need to talk i am here with open arms
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This is not from experience!?!?! I thought it was, it's so vivid. This is full of talent, and such raw emotion it makes my heartstrings sting. Amazing!!!
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Oh my goodness. I do hope this is not a true experience, but having said that I must say it's a long time since I read anything so powerful and raw. in fact it's totally amazing, laced and worded with extreme pain. Please say this is not true! if it is...I'm so sorry that you are going through such sorrow and wish I could take the pain away knowing what you are going through at this time in your life. A very sad, but well constructed piece of work.
Shaz xx
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Thanks
it is a pic prompt contest I was just writing about the picture.
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