My fist held tight
My eyes wide open
My heart fastly beating
My breath so very shallow
I look down at the veins
Burning, Itching
Longing
To find release
I grab a blade
Only one thing in mind
Cut until the poison is drained
Watching as the blood flows down
Rushing down to my wrist
Hand fills with blood (I smile)
No tears today did you get from me
You try and try to cause me pain
But I can not be hurt by you anymore
In a list
A contest entry
- what makes you hurt by XxemohatexX.
360 points, ended June 27, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle!
Comments
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wow that is realy good iwish everyone could win my contest -
I hope you released the poison forever I need you here


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thanks... hugs... xoxoxoxo
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It's the poison of our days that remind us that we're alive. good job with this sweet heart, and I hope your able to feel better.
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thanks.... maybe some day...maybe
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