Bleach

by Mishka   Sep 14, 2008


The bleach falls to the ground
Spilling free, cleaning dirt
Cleaning the blood
That was thrown down with regret
But you cannot take it back
It is done
This you let

But the bleach is too dark
To clean up this mess
The bleach can never clean your head
It can never forgive
Your foolishness

You thought your plan would work
You could let her go, quietly
No one would know
No one would care
You met her alone
She shall die
Alone
With no one to share

This bleach that you used
Really made a bigger tease
They will find you, the guilt
They will kill you, the stranger
They will show you your lies
They will untie your ties
You will slowly find out
That it's not her, but you
That died

09.13.08

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  • 17 years ago

    by Faust

    Thanks for read my recent poem. I know, everybody say the same, but that's ok for me.

    Respect your poem -that poem-, I loved it, I tell you. Specially the rhythm that it's very attractive to read. Well, it exceeds tell you but I will: keep writing!

    This poem is full of energy: the feelings land as should be.

    Greetings.

  • 17 years ago

    by Ixora

    OOo i have to say i was a little skepitcal about where this point was going but i love the ending. the poem itself was very mysterious and an enjoyable unique read. you clearly are skilled in reaching your audience.

    .[Bow].

  • 17 years ago

    by Katie

    Woow, this is so powerful. And it is probably true that you never forget killing someone. Great job! I liked it.

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