Paint With Blood

Paint With Blood

A Poem by Sad Penguin
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Sadness is overwhelming me today. I thought I would turn into what you see before you

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I slit my finger
Begin to paint
My every being displayed
Leaving no excuses
No remorse
I paint with every drop
Telling a story with my essence
A story my words never could
Through my blood comes beauty
Painting feelings I've never shared
Feelings, I was never aware
Before long, I begin to experiment
My arm
My leg
Tattooing my sorrow into flesh
Emotions growing
Hunger insatiable
I took my own life
Left my masterpiece on the table
A vision that says it all
It will never be cherished
I will simply decay
Who gives a f**k if I parish

© 2011 Sad Penguin


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Added on December 15, 2011
Last Updated on December 15, 2011
Tags: Blood, Death, Sadness, Sad, Depressed, Lonely, Poetry, Poem

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Sad Penguin
Sad Penguin

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I'm a male in my twenties who is currently going through a rough patch. More than two years ago, I have been diagnosed with the following: Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Major Depression, Agoraph.. more..

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