kissing metal

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By steppingfaintly

It kissed me again. A long time today. It eased my worries, all my problems. Made me understand life. Allowed me to carry on living. the pain wasn't an issue. The pain was wonderful. I wanted to carry on, Dig it deeper and deeper into my arm, Until I was dry of blood, Until I was dry of everything. Emotions and all... I felt like a coward. Like I was incomplete. When I stopped. The blood dripped off, The knife. Forming a pool, A sweet, red pool, Dark and glistening. A pool for me. My pool... Just mine....

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