Washed Away With Blood

by Resplendant Rose   Jul 7, 2006


Lying awake at four a.m.
just trying to make it through
on myself i place the blame
for falling in love with you

i knew it would hurt this bad
that love always fades
it causes me to be so sad
then using these blades

well this cut is for you
for the things you never said
on my wrist i drew
a red line thin as thread

then blood trickles down
silent as an unseen tear
as the pain i drown
washing away my fear

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  • 17 years ago

    by Melissa S. Masucci

    I know this is insanely picky but i'd suggest not capitalizing the first letter if you're not going to capitalize "i" throughout the poem. then it becomes a style of the poem to have nothing capitalized... just a thought.

    I really like this poem, though. It flows well and gets the point across. There are no awkward moments where rhymes seem forced (one of my biggest peeves about poetry). All in all, great stuff.

  • I agree with everyone above me, there are a lot of poems on cutting, but theres also a bazillion (i make up words) on love and kissing, so its ok. ^_^ very powerful and emotional, tho it kind of made me want to keep reading, but ther wasnt anything left to read! it just... ended... but all in all it was verry good!

  • 17 years ago

    by Natalie

    I have to agree with Darien and Jessy. There's alot of poems out there about cutting, they all just seem the same to me now. But.. You had a great flow in this. I liked the 2nd stanza alot. I thought it was great. Maybe if you dug into your emotions a little more, it could be better. Keep it up! 5/5

    `Taleee. xx.

  • 17 years ago

    by Darien

    "Laying awake at four a.m."
    [Lying awake at 4am]
    When you use time, always put the number. Also, I don't think you mean 'laying' but rather 'lying'.

    This poem wasn't quite as dark as I normally would think they are. I just read so many poems about cutting, they all seem the same to me. But you did a good job though. Keep on writing.

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