Dark Poetry #3 |
Quivering lips |
Match Member
since 2002-07-01
Posts 286Canada Edmonton |
QUIVERING LIPS The essence of blood, From the Incarved Picture, I cut into myself, It drips. My soul is numb, When will the feeling come? The scars jittered, Leaving my mouth bitter, It drips. No fears, Only usless tears, My heart skips a beat, Leaving me sprawled underneath my bloodied feet, It drips, It drips, Shaking , Quivering lips. Do I dare to look at whats really there, |
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Krishankins
since 2002-06-23
Posts 972Texas |
Ouch!! That's pretty mean stuff yer a slingin' with yer pen! Unfortunately, I know all to well, the self-infliction of pain. I hope you find happiness and smiles in your days!! K A bird never flies so high that it can't hit the ground |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
Self-inflicted wounds seem to be the slowest to heal.. I'm glad to see you in the forums... ~sending you a *smile* Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Metaphor, I hope. Don't suffer too much for your art. ~wranx "Writing is a perfectly natural thing to do...provided it's done in private and you wash your hands afterward"....Heinlein. |
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deep_thought Junior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 24 |
Deep and dark. Keep em coming! "A conclusion is simply the place where one gets tired of thinking." |
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