Existence of Hate

Broken hope lies

shattered on

the frozen ground,

as blood is shed

and tears are bled

without

a sound.

Souls seep through

the slits of hate

until you realize that

you're too late.

Splintered

on the bloody floor

a crippled soul

begins to beg

for more.

A broken sky

split by shame,

bleeding crimson tears

until it's

all the

same.

Is this a good poem???

1 - 6 of 6

By me, right now

Adding your comment:
Ravynna
October 17, 2008

Edit | Reply

hell yeah!!!
that was amazingly awesome! it's pretty cool how you play up your raw emotions in the poems you write!
Ravynna
October 1, 2008
Edit | Reply

the best poem everrrrrrr
i do! i do! i do!
y r u scared? *looks up @ sky an dponders*
Ravynna
October 1, 2008
Edit | Reply

i <3 it 2 death
- xXcrimsontearsXx
  October 6, 2008
  Edit | Reply
  
  f u
Xx Secrets xX
September 28, 2008

Edit | Reply

A M A Z I N G
*Claps like crazy and jumps up and down*

You know i love your writing....it is fantastica to the highest level of fantabuloso....amazing

I give you 20 applauds....but only 3 count T^T
- xXcrimsontearsXx
  September 28, 2008
  Edit | Reply
  
  thanks, i didn't think that it was that good, but okay, I accept the 20 applause!!!