Dark Poetry #5 |
No More |
waycrazy New Member
since 2009-04-06
Posts 5SD, USA |
A slip of the blade and red spills to the ground, Dark eyes stare in fascination. A lost little smile slips onto grim features, As pain slips away with the steady stream of red. It doesn’t hurt, not really, Just a faint sting of feeling, the adrenaline takes care of the pain. The thought vaguely crosses the being’s mind, Will someone miss her, when she’s gone? Then tears slip through those dark, dark eyes. Of course not, why would anyone cry? No one knew of that being’s existence, No one took notice of the shy nerd in the hallway. They would notice now, when no one came to school, No more nerd to bully into doing their homework. Perhaps then they would realize, it was their entire fault. But the life would already been taken, the blood cooled on the floor, And no more shy, little nerd to bully anymore. ~~~ I was reading a poem of my friend's about suicide and all of the sudden this came to me. I know it's rough, I just wrote it in two minutes. I'd like to think I could relate to the girl in this poem, but I can't. I get depressed around the end of summer and in the middle of winter, the times my two dogs died, but never enough to consider suicide. I may be a bookwork, but I'm a far cry from a nerd, and I'm strong enough that no one bullies me. They wouldn't dare. Sorry for the blathering, I guess I'm just pleased this came to me, I haven't written a poem in a long time. ^.^ Writing is good for the soul. [This message has been edited by waycrazy (04-07-2009 08:14 AM).] |
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XxForever.BrokenxX Senior Member
since 2008-01-20
Posts 891Neverland |
well it might not relate to you, but for me, reading this was like a flashback of last year. I love this. The first stanza especially. Great write. library {~~*~~} Emmalee Janelle |
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