Shattering words run straight to my heart
This friendship has just been ripped apart
Walking away is just a start
Lessening my pride ... ready
Self-esteem unsteady
Crying already
Containment ... try
You won't cry
You'll lie
Dead
Piercing memories are stabbing my heart
Everything once gained been torn apart
Erase the past for a fresh start
I'm fearful I'm not ready
Nerves breaking unsteady
Gasping already
Don't wanna try
Never cry
I'll lie
Dead
You're introducing daggers to my heart
The world I had being ripped apart
Lessening my breath as a start
Don't ask if I am ready
Every breath unsteady
Screaming already
Will never try
And why cry?
Still lie
Dead
Draining this pain confined within my heart
Dreams of a better life torn apart
Blades to the wrists pose as a start
Though the nuse is hung ... ready
Shaking hands unsteady
Loaded already
The gun I'll try
Please don't cry
I lie
Dead
A contest entry
- Serial Killers? Dreams? Death? Oh my! by skyviewexpress.
800 points, ended December 24, 2007, 16 entries
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Comments
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Wow. Powerful poem. Im no fan of rhyme but this was VERY clever and well thought out. The repitition gives a very nice touch... Sad story, very well written. Good luck and thank you for entering.

