Black Paint

by Jessica   Oct 30, 2006


Running the sharp blade across her wrist
Digging deeper into the secrets of her heart
Slowly curling each delicate hand into a fist
As the black paint on pale skin tries to depart..

Running through fingers; dripping to the ground
Black paint silently engulfing the world around her
Drops of silent, everlasting pain, the only sound
From battered veins to the floor it does transfer..

All life leaving her body; a single black tear falls
Goodness snatched away, evil promptly does attack
Black paint drained; a spirit from heaven and hell calls
White wings sprout, but soaking up paint are tinted black..

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  • 17 years ago

    by Abbey aka the goth girl

    I love that

    -Abbey

  • 17 years ago

    by *Broken Tears*

    This poem is amazing, it's so vivid etc. Cant wait to read another one. Well done.

  • 17 years ago

    by **dare~2~breathe**

    I really loved that.. the dark imagery is so powerful! you paint such a vivid picture! xx

  • 17 years ago

    by DevilWithin

    Wow that was really good i feel the pain in that heart....good poem...rachy

  • 17 years ago

    by xxEvilAngelxx

    When the white wings sprout does that symbolize her going to heaven? And then when they soak up the black paint, does it symbolize that heaven absorbs the pain? I loved this poem but what exactly did you want it to mean? Plz tell me, I'd love to know! Definitaly 5/5 though! Keep up the Great work!

    xxEvilAngelxx

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