Death

by Sam   Apr 14, 2009


A ribbon of blood flows from my wrist
But I don't feel the pain
I watch in awe and speechlessness
As my life runs down the drain

A cloak of darkness covers me
But naked and vulnerable I feel
It holds me above the sink
My life's been a spinning wheel

The ice cold feeling of nothingness
Slowly spreads through my veins
I feel it taking over me
As I walk down life's empty lanes

The darkness laps at my naked skin
The gravel road digs into my feet
Blood pours down my body
And my heart will no longer beat

I've got bruises all over my body
And bloodied whip marks on my back
But my cloak of darkness covers them
As my blood soaks into the black

I've handed my soul to death
For I secretly loved the dark
With my last shuttered breathe
I walk into Death's masochistic park

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  • 15 years ago

    by Cantchangeme

    Beautuifully sad poem brilliantly written.
    The themes are common to those expressed by others on this site.
    But your spin on it feels refreshingly unique
    I really enjoyed reading this piece

    Keep It Up
    Excellent Poem

  • 15 years ago

    by Lilly Tagloff

    I loved the imagery in the poem.
    it is something i can relate to a lot.
    your wording is very unique, but be care of repeating words.
    5/5 :]

  • 15 years ago

    by Atomic

    "A ribbon of blood flows from my wrist
    But I don't feel the pain
    I watch in awe and speechlessness
    As my life runs down the drain"

    -I really like this first stanza. The rhyme is good and the rhythm is better.

    "A cloak of darkness covers me
    But naked and vulnerable I feel
    It holds me above the sink
    My life's been a spinning wheel"

    -Again, the rhythm is amazing. But for some reason, I don't really care for the second sentence. I mean, it connects really well with the first one, but I feel as though you ended it with "feel" to rhyme with "wheel", or vice versa. Don't worry, we all do that sometimes.

    "The darkness laps at my naked skin
    The gravel road digs into my feet
    Blood poors down my body
    And my heart will no longer beat"

    -Just a minor misspelling. "Blood POURS down my body". I often find that even the smallest of spelling errors could ruin a poem. I do it all the time, especially with my tenses.

    "I've got bruises all over my body
    And bloodied whip marks on my back
    But my cloak of darkness covers them
    As my blood soaks into the black"

    -I think someone said it already, but you used the word "dark" a lot. Perhaps it is to emphasize how morbid this really is, but perhaps you could use other synonymous adjectives.

    "I've handed my soul to death
    For I secretly loved the dark
    With my last shuttered breathe
    I walk into Death's dark park"

    -Excellent ending, but I don't like the choice of words for the last sentence. It seems you were really just trying to rhyme at this point. No worries. Overall, your poem is good.

  • 15 years ago

    by Esther

    Rhyming scheme is good, i think i can say you've successfully mastered the world of descriptive language. Well done, I think it is a masterpiece pf imagery.

  • 15 years ago

    by Jad

    This was a good poem. You had good rhyme and I love the poem . It almost seemed like i could could see what was happening thanks to your imagry of the poem. The poem had a excellant lay out too Good Job.