Broken glass
Crumbled sheets
And wet pillow covers
Last night's candle
Breathing it's end
On the kitchen table
Theres something prominent
On the white-marble floor
Maybe blood
Sky is clear
But clouds of gloom
Still hovering here
In one corner
Of the dark room
He lies, sleeping for eternity
In another, she sits
Face expressionless, eyes dead
Blood smearing from the wrist
What went wrong?
A contest entry
- What Went Wrong? (prewrites welcome) by Danna Hobart.
490 points, ended January 12, 37 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Tell me what you think.
Comments
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Wow, the prompt took you to a dark place, but you wrote about it so vividly. I like it. Thank you for entering.
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Very deep write here
Could be he was an abuser and she protected herself the only way she could . For her to appear she was in shock afterwards it is a sure sign . Unless there was drug addiction involved and so often they loose it and in doing so strikes out to whomever may get in their way . If this is a true write talk to me about it OK
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Or may be sometimes love becomes to possesive to let the people involved carry on with their lives!
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