Gallery of Pain: Slit Wrist by Sara*
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Sara*
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blade of blood knife of steel razor of revenge man of my life gets in me i feel no pain i am ashamed i cry in fear and i scream i'm helpless i'm hopeless i need this i love this do it again my man, my love scars me in bliss he leaves his mark and falls to the floor after giving me his sharp kiss tears weld to my eyes fear runs whild as i stare in a daze at my slit wrist the cuts are bad all down my arm up my spine across my neck i'm doing fine i pick up my love made of steel and start again this time, write "RAGE" i kiss my babies i suck this blood i lick and i'll do it all over again tomorrow after i cope from all my sorrow and i stare in nothingness at the sight of my SLIT WRIST |
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