Filthy Blood

                                                                                                                                                               

A lone vein pulsates, as my blood it gushes ,

I spare a fleeting glance, and yet it slushes!

 

I seal shut my eyes, but it doesn’t cease,

Filthy blood ~ so ardent to seek release!

 

As the hush of that evil night shrouds me in,

Oh thou evil hum, masking me within!

Devouring my soul in its spiteful drone,

A lone whisper clear in that night unknown!

 

See you are mine, it chuckles in my ear,

Rotten beyond repair, yes you are my dear,

I crouch in fear, the breeze tingles my skin,

The vein is throbbing, as I weep in chagrin .

 

I squash my fingers to my wrist in anguish,

 My nails descend into the warmth beneath,

“Filthy blood, no more will you slosh again!”

“Pour out”, I shriek, as I slash out that vein!

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

This is purely a write of symbolism, please don't be misled by the title or the lines of my write.This is purely metaphorical. The other night I noticed that when you pay attention you seem to feel each and everything around you , which otherwise might have gone unnoticed. So it depends purely on us, about what we choose to drive our concentration upon. If its dark and negative, it will finally devour us.Similarly if it is positive and inspirational , it can take us to great heights. So happy reading!

Reviews

[Pradnya]

Truly well written. Keep writing.

[Pax]

intense, chilling, thrilling and dark...
excellent imagery, truly this is your genre..
well done!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

much angst, very real in the imagery...you have us believing in the frustration, and the Plath type feeling that slashes the heart and mind when we reach the end of our rope...and "just want to see how it feels" as sylvia once said.

jacob

[KeeD]

One of the best if not the best poem i've read written in this genre. Your word choice, structure and impact was extraordinary and just brilliant. Wow is all i'm left with.. WOW!

[Muse]

The angst in this poem is WOW! The note to readers seems sweet...but truth is...poetry can be beautiful in its rawest form. No apologies needed.

[Manpreet]

I squash my fingers to my wrist in anguish,




My nails descend into the warmth beneath,




“Filthy blood, no more will you slosh again!”




“Pour out”, I shriek, as I slash out that vein!
A perfect closure to a nerve raking piece. An awsome piece of work!!!

[Lily Mae]

This is deep and intense...wow.. I love the cutting it out..ridding the body of the soiled blood..xo

[Arielle Ann]

thanks a ton for the lovely words lily :)

[Kushal]

You are a liar! You definitely love Metal Music! :D :D

This is Awesome! :D :D

[Arielle Ann]

no really; I am deeply interested in the elements of death but am a strong follower of Christ :)

[Sahar moonlight]

That was really so powerful and in someway scary that i felt a shiver through me!
Very well penned and expressed!!

[Arielle Ann]

thank you so much for the kind words!