D r i p, d r i p, d r i p,
dripping of my blood hitting the tub so fast,
just waiting slowly, patiently for life to pass.
At first I was frightened, alone, and careless,
but now I am slowly fading and getting restless.
D r i p, d r i p, d r i p,
my life slowly fading away in the red darkness,
I love to feel a knifes caress, I could really care less.
The blood smeared bathroom is my one and only care,
no one here to stop me from committing my own affair.
D r i p, d r i p, d r i p,
my blood and tears slowly combine into salty bliss,
I write my own letter sealed with my bloody kiss.
I feel my body slowly sway and fall to the ground,
my body rusting alone, waiting to be found,
D r i p, d r i p, d r i p,
DEAD
Author notes
haha... uhhh... not true, but finding inner darkness..
A contest entry
- 3 MOS. Gold MEMBERSHIP-updated to 600 points! and feature, Prompt: APATHY- Give Dark Writing a Try... by ears2hearyou.
1300 points, ended July 10, 2008, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Do what you like.. I am not your brain...
Comments
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well done!
we felt the Apathy and the drip..drip..drip...was
haunting and echoed of the deed that had been done!
suicide is a very deep darkness..in which APATHY
devours and consumes, thrives even.
I think you wrote this very cleverly with great imagery
and made your point excellently!
You have a good deep soul...dark should come natural
to you...it is the shedding of the layers to reveal
your inner truths...we just flip them over...
and see what denials or gray area's are laying bare.
ears/Seattle
way to write! way to write!
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