My hands are covered in filth,
the blood stains will not go away,
his pain is visible in my eyes,
what have I done?
The blue of the sky has turned a stormy gray
and my dreams have faded into black,
he was my life, I can promise you that.
He was my future but my youth captured me,
the lure of freedom just too strong.
I have showered so many times,
I have watched the crimson tide spin clockwise down the drain,
I can't wash it away!
Oh sweet heaven what have I done!?!
I will fall to my knees and scream into the clouds,
I will erase who I am,
I will trade my life to take it back,
Help me!!!!
My life will never be the same.
Yesterday I was a girl of fifteen,
today I am a murderer,
I am the lowest a person can fall,
I give my soul to you,
take care of the one I have harmed,
blood for blood,
my sweet innocent child,
take this as my apology,
ashes to ashes and dust to dust,
Goodbye!
A contest entry
- Write me a Monologue by Lauren Noir.
1000 points, ended October 11, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What do you think?
Comments
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It was nice as a little story, but there could have been so much more depth. Metaphor and such would be nice (or just deeper ones)
it was a nice piece of writing, I enjpyed to read and it will be a very fun one to read and really feel. -
wow, i like this. so dark, very good. loved this line, "I have showered so many times,
I have wathched the crimson tide spin clockwise down the drain,
I can't wash it away!" I love it. amazing work
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