As I think sitting here
I hear footsteps coming near
I hold tight to the knife
That's about to take my miserable life
I plunge it deep
Then blood is starting to seep
The blood is thick, red and bright
I don't know why but this all feels right
The tears that drip and stain my face
Make me want to pick up the pace
With blood dripping onto the floor
I remember when he called me a whore
It's okay though because he is in my past
It will soon be all over, my life is fading fast
The footsteps I heard went right on by
Now is the time, I'm about to die
A contest entry
- Make It Dark by peregrin.
450 points, ended August 10, 2008, 81 entries
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Comments
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OMG this is awsum i cant say enough that this is soo beautiful
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Interesting. Makes me think about my feelings behind death and wanting to die. But I struggle to stay alive. Very nice rhyming. I would not be able to rhyme at all. ha Great job, and luck in the contest.
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good rhyme and flow
what a vengeful write
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I like the rhyme patterns, creatively put.
Good job, and good luck on the contest!
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this is good and has a nice flow but it is very deep and sad
but i can feel the pain and hate that you express within the poem!! its awesome
<3<3
TragikChickie
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very sad, but you painted this picture very well in my mind. i saw it happening like a movie.
*rianna
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