Poisonous tears fall before I breath,
and in my madness I let them fall.
An acid trail left behind on once
perfect skin. Now a scar remains within...
...Shards are left out of misery,
and my heart is frosted in torment.
Life was a beautiful road to walk,
but now all that remains are ugly pieces.
I shed a tear for those who see this,
so they may feel and become human....
Author notes
10 lines
Picture prompt ~Cry~
A contest entry
- Darkwrite Extravaganza Season II, Round I by Immortal Obscurity.
400 points, ended May 19, 2008, 16 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What to do in an insane world?
Comments
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"Breath" in the first line should be "breathe".
"And my heart is frosted in torment..." Wow, that line was like a dagger to the chest! I really do feel the melancholy tones in this, and I pity the narrator... She seems so burdened! Thank you for your entry, and good luck!
Laura x
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Wow this really says so much
Love the words , the lay out and the piece really shows her feelings.
Thank you for your entry and best wishes
Julie -
Woah... deep
Sis some days I swear you are smarter than you let on... very deep moving that one person would shed a tear so that others might not have to...
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Yay! I'm glad you like it. Now read my other one! LOL.... Damanding aren't I? Like my background?
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