Dark Poetry #3 |
Bleeding girl |
Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
I have a decision to make. except I don't know what I'm deciding between. Questions formed in steady doses. Answers shy away, A shinning light in an empty room. Taunting me with their many locks. I'm just so lost. I have a reason to live, but I don't know what it is. Dont tell me what to believe.. I'm deciding between... My life changes in this moment.. When I become something other then mindless. Thinking for myself. The fires in my eyes.. I'm blazing my own path. I'm terrified. Wondering what I'll lose, wondering what I'll gain. My tears don't taste the same. theres something inhuman about the substance. A callased look into the mirror reveals: A bleeding girl. Food tastes like mud. Sleep feels like death. What have I become? |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
It sounds to me like you've died. I enjoyed this. Its like the character in the story had a life decision to make and made the wrong one. GIS a trickle of music from a well |
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Lexia Member
since 2003-07-20
Posts 111Nowhere |
Well, wow. I thoroughly enjoyed this. It makes me wonder some, but that's a good thing. Lex |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
Wonder about what? If I may inquire? ~Lex |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys |
i do like this, i dont think you have died, just in your mind(sorry greeny, don't mean to downplay you at all) "Dont tell me what to believe.. I'm deciding between... My life changes in this moment.. When I become something other then mindless." been there baby, still am... nice write... "in a past life i was a woodcarver's knife: the sharpend blade of a wood cutter, the eldest son of the chief's brother: a maker of drums" |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
yeah. well everythings in my head, so it makes sense that thats where I would die. haha....I think. ok, well thanks. ~Lex |
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Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
For me, this poem was clearly about suicide and so often people are blamed for commiting suicide, we chose to focuss on the fact that a person did it, instead of why they did it. Nicely done. |
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