The Blood Stanied Blade

by Dark Reaper   Aug 2, 2007


I grab that blood stained blade.
The mistakes I made are on my mind.

I bow my head low and begin to cry.
And try to understand why.

Why did she go? Bye was all she said.
What went wrong? I can't be strong anymore.

That crimson liquid pours as
the blade slits and spreads the skin

I fell no pain as the skin peels away.
I say its not to deep I can go deeper.

Then the darkness comes.
And no more sleepless nights.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Kitten

    Very good job it gets the point across really well 4/5

  • 16 years ago

    by allie

    Loved it. i feel the same way. a loved one of mine left me. i almost picked up the knife but my mom caught me. i hope you find someone who will never leave you

  • 16 years ago

    by Alexandra Jade Brewer

    This was VERY powerful! There was so much emotion and it was so sad. The imagery was really well done, as was your choice of words!

  • 16 years ago

    by Silent Screams

    Oh my god! I love it! Short and sweet...well...Sad, but still! You got the message across!

  • 16 years ago

    by erika

    So much emotion in so little time. It was a great poem, but it was a little depressing. Besides the fact it was sad, it was great. the imagery was awesome and the way you arranged the words was great. keep it up .:erika:.

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