The Blood Spilled,
Through The Opened Wound.
Her Thoughts Lay Hazy,
Fuddled And Bound.
He Had Said Forever,
But He Didn't Expect This.
A Knife To His Throat,
The Ending Is Bliss.
Alone Tonight,
Her Heart Breaking Longingly.
She's Wilting In Fright,
A Lover's Quarrel.
She Waited Til Morning,
Hoping For A Sign.
He Didn't Show Up,
Well Past Nine.
Her Eyes Glassed Over,
Fearing The Worst.
Her True Love,
Was Conscienciously Cursed.
Seeing Her Fears,
Flash Before Her Eyes.
She Sees Him Swinging By A Rope,
Slowly As He Dies.
Weeping And Wilting,
Her Breathing Slows.
Feeling His Final Kiss,
As The Wind Blows.
A Wing Brushes His Face,
His Soul Looks To The Sky.
Angels And Devils,
Begin Another Chase.
The Blood Pools On The Ground,
Her Hopes Are Dead.
She'll Never Be Found,
Her Body Wasting Away By The Sea.
The Demons Cheer,
Gaining A New Member.
The Angels Sobs,
Wilting And Attempting Not To Remember.
The Boy Who Died,
Cries His Own Tears.
He Had Closed Off His Mind,
Attempting To Forget His Fears.
The Girl He Loved,
Dead And Heart-Broken.
"Nothing Can Be Done,
We Have Lost Her, Now My Son" Were The Words Clearly Spoken
He Shouted And Cried,
Miserable With These Deeds.
He Should Have Been There,
The Night She Died.
He Had Been Slayed,
Tricked To Be A Suicide.
Her Thoughts Were On His,
Wanting To Again Be By His Side.
The Angels Weeped,
Tears Of Red.
"Come With Us, M'Dear",
A Demon Spoke "You Will Be Wed!"
The Boy Turned Away,
Ashamed To Look.
He Wished For Her Hand,
To Kiss Her Another Day...
Author notes
This Poem Is About A Guy Who Was Murdered, But It Was Made To Look Like A Suicide.
His Galfriend Thought He Had Comitted Suicide, So She Slit Her Wrists, And Waited To Die.
She Went To Hell, He Went To Heaven.
-Murder-Suicide-Heartbreak~ All Rolled Into One!
A contest entry
- Make your pain mine... by Sticks-And-Stones.
650 points, ended December 3, 2007, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Let Me Know Your Thoughts
Comments
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This poem is amazingly deep... and although, as grim65 stated, the flow is a bit odd, I really like the story. It's sad, but I like it. Great job! (And trust me... the hardest part of writing poetry is figuring out the flow...)
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Thanks!
Well, He Saw The Poem, And Told Me To Enter, I REALLY Wanted To, But I Wasn't Thinking Anything That Much That Night.. So I Kept Coming Up Empty.
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lol! I KNOW what that's like! =D
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Thanks For The Honorable Mention!
Next Time I'll Do So Much Better...
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nice write im glad i could be of help to you its nice but u prolly wont place well because in my unprofetional oppinion it doesnt flow right
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Thanks Gimmy!
I Know, Probably Not...
But You Saw Me Struggling... Next Time I'll Do Better
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Very creative idea, but I know you'll probably get crap for the suicide is a sin, so you burn in hell approach.
Best of luck
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Yeah Probably, But Atleast I Tried!
Some People Believe It, Others Don't. It All Depends On The Person..
Thanks For The Luck, I Think I Need It...
-YFC-
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