Blood Shed

by Unseen Exposure   May 20, 2005




Tainted black and painted white
Lying stained on the floor
I'd make you a guilty promise
“I won't do this anymore”

But I'd break it when blood
Sheds itself and crawls away
Decisions for incisions
Day following each hopeless day

Stomach, thighs, wrists and chest
Covered with the scars
Time lingers and resews the skin
As tears collect in jars

Sealed with the past memories
How each one left in vain
As I screamed from a bedroom floor
With agonizing pain

I show myself with fashion
Quite conservative and quaint
But beneath the surface quivers
As I wobble and I faint

Paper, or plastic smiles
In tune with my image of the week
Hand in hand mistakes
Coincidentally fall right in sync

I'd scream if I thought they'd listen
I'd cry if they would care
But ever time I take the fall
They're all just so unaware

“You have no past to sing with
No experience to comprehend”
Oh God, if you could only see
The places that I have been...

But breaking, butchered silence
Sometimes speaks the awful truth
So I keep up conversation
In hopes to conceal my faded youth

Hating every move I make
In ill hearted, irrational shame
Point your fingers with broken trust
I'll conveniently take the blame

Infidelity runs its fingers down my spine
So intense and real
I swear these wounds inside my heart
Will never, ever heal

Don't talk to me in riddles
As if I'm a child speaking mute
Dozing off into some distant shape
I'm no stumbling, arrogant brute

Don't tell me my decisions are wrong
And preach to me about faith
God knows his chance was ruined
When he didn't step up to the plate

Prayer is lacking feeling
And emotion at it's climbing best
God must have labled me a failure
When I didn't pass the test

So as I sit here in my chapel
Where demons swarm my head
Inside this room of deep betrayal
I cradle myself in the blood I shed.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Lacie

    wow, that's awesome.
    you have such a way with words, the way you talk about everything...so many people can relate for so many different reasons because you brought out so many battles in that.

  • 18 years ago

    by Brooke

    I loved ur poem.U did a wonderful job.I understood ur emotions and ur words are just I can't explain how u did the word excellent sums it up.

  • 18 years ago

    by Christine

    Your poem was absolutely wonderful. The way it flows so smoothly is incredible. It's so easy to picture absolutely everything that's happening. Great job.

  • 18 years ago

    by pinkalias

    Wonderful read. You create the perfect image of a girl in excrutiating pain calling out silently. I love the masquerade that you expose and the incredible symbols of anguish of which you exposed it in. I absolutly loved these lines,
    "Paper, or plastic smiles
    In tune with my image of the week
    Hand in hand mistakes
    Coincidentally fall right in sync"

    A perfect way to describe the image held up for those who would never understand the stance.
    Well done, beautiful.