Glass shard

by Lofallenve   Nov 2, 2011


You keep me on my hands and knees,
Crawling across this glass shard floor,
Blood follows me, pain bleeding from my soul,
I know I shouldn't go through with this,
I knew from the beginning the pain wouldn't be worthwhile,
But crawling in this glass,
The pain that spills from every slice on my skin,
You're an addiction I can't quit; an addiction I relish
Like the scorch in my throat from a Marlboro ,
I know it is slowly killing me, if not physically,
Then everything I am inside of me.
But I'd still drag my battered body across the glass shard floor,
Just to feel, even as false as a moment as this is, of love once more.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Jenni

    I think that this is a really powerful poem because of the emotions you portray. Your descriptive words gave me, as the reader, the possibility to imagine the scene or even more imagine myself in the position of the speaker. While reading this poem I had the feeling of sadness, frustration and disappointment lingering in my lungs. You managed to describe the situation very well and I like your choice of words.

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