Pitty the Place

by Christie   Mar 30, 2007


Pity the place where everyone drowns,
Sadness and tears, the only things found,
Dense with bodies too hurt to care,
Cold and lonely, all stripped bare.

Once a smile, now distorted in light,
Once a gleam, crushed in the fight,
Heavenly images of escape run free,
Incisions pointless, her heart already bleeds.

Overwhelming sorrow sits in the dark,
Death has left its sneering mark,
At what point though, does it extend its bliss?
As crying eyes hide in blanketing mist.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Tara

    Omg it was amazing, it was really well writien
    ..*beautiful*..

    ---tara

  • 17 years ago

    by XsuicideXsexXscandalX

    5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Kurt

    Brilliant write. You have a talent that is genius and you utilize you ablities in this poem.

  • 17 years ago

    by Tammie

    This is an amazing poem. I really, really like it. The way you describe the differences between the life and death of it all. Because you didn't actually say what you were talking about made more affect too, I think. Again, you use great vocab and your flow is great. Well done. =] 5/5

    Tammie

  • 17 years ago

    by The Lonely Rose

    Hmm interesting..i think u should make it longer put details on here...i think it would b better but thts just me..keep on writing =)

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