Tears drip on a concealed weapon of choice
Tearing at the skin
In insecurity’s voice
Leaving these scars
The constant reminder of one’s pain
Watching blood trickle on a rug of red stains
A secret between one and blade
And art of expression
In a brutal crimson shade
A contest entry
- Hellish Brutality by hommie-t.
600 points, ended December 16, 2007, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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this really is an "art of expression" kudos
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