Teen Poetry #7 |
Alone |
SixtiesChick03 Junior Member
since 2003-03-27
Posts 49NV |
I'm alone, An extra girl The world doesn't need Or want. The darkness, It surrounds me And I'm left alone Alone to cry I sit on the floor, My silent sobs My cries, they echo As well as my shivers There's no way out I'm once again trapped And then, Something calls out to me I crawl Across the room, Up to a small mirror That shows my reflection I'm pitiful And weak And so I smash the mirror And it breaks easily I no longer see myself, But a bloodied hand A thought, It runs through my mind A bend down slowly, The tears, they've stopped. I grab it, A sharp, broken piece I smile, I have found my way out I stand up, Returning to my corner Sitting, I take the sharp piece And I begin to slice into my wrist Painful, yet calming, I begin to lose myself The blood, Its starts to poor And I feel relieved Happy even I am in power And I love it So I continue Oops, I went to far My eyes have closed, I have finally escaped. My darkness |
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Match Member
since 2002-07-01
Posts 286Canada Edmonton |
woha, this poem is definantely intense, I liked it the though. The way it starts to the very last lined drawed me in. Tasting your peom was like the taste of sucking on a metal spoon, you know that bitter taste, but you still keep sucking. Ok so I make no sense but what im trying to say is very good write! -Ash Im a child. |
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