The Secret

by Ashlee Nicole   Dec 8, 2004


Running Down,
This skin of Mine.
Is the secret,
To the soul Divine.

My hate and anger,
Between the two,
It's so confusing.
I don't know what to do.

These tears I cry,
Unlike my mothers
They're self made.
Like no other.

I grab the blade and begin,
These creations of my own.
These tears of blood.
Are most unknown.

Every night,
I sit and bleed,
These tears of pain,
For all to see.

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  • 19 years ago

    by vanessarrr

    first of all i'd like to say that the title was perfect- couldn't have picked a better one. the poem was short but very well written- just the way i like it. bittersweet. i think many people can relate to this. keep it up. take care :)

  • 19 years ago

    by Ian Robert

    Good work

  • 19 years ago

    by Lucy

    nice, dont always feel the need to go in an order, be free with the way that you write and express yourslef...do it for you, this poem feels made for others...it rhymes well and sounds nice...lee nicole

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