Blood shot eyes looking up
Ratted and tangled hair overflowing into my face
Deep heavy breaths heaving my body
Up and down
Tilt to the right
Black and blue bruises
Neck bitten, bleeding
Tilt to the left
Fingernail indentions
Blood trickling
I look up as my head falls forward
Mouth slightly ajar
A gutter of blood lining my lips
Slowly begins to pour
Swelling takes over my face
My eyes sag and blood drips down
Like tears so solemn
The most brilliant red of them all
My rosy cheeks
Slowly draining
Blood becoming the new war paint
Seeping from the slits so deep
A demented sewn shut smile perforating
As I weaken my stance
And drift into forever bliss
I kiss my mirror reflection
She kisses back
And waves goodbye
Author notes
it sucks... but it was just an idea.
A contest entry
- E.M.O ~ PoEmS xxx && brokenrosessooooofocate by Ryno.
400 points, ended December 8, 2008, 36 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Actually, I thought it was up there with the emo poems. Some of the visuals were really strong and some of the phrasing was refreshingly creative. Like the very last three lines and "Blood becoming the new war paint".
Not too bad! Thanks for the entry. -
Very Good
A very graphic story unfolding to the final performance and I really like lines 23 and 24.
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I really liked it...
I love how you've described every little thing in it so well...
Thanks for sharing
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