Slow Red

A little darker then usual but what can I say

  

Slowly…

                  It drips

Crashing to the floor

Splattering the remains

What I felt… what I feel…

What I wanted to feel.

 

Soon my veins are hollow

Like the words I never said

Now this darkened room

Is the perfect cover

To hide the red sea

I’m drowning in

From emotional fluids

My body has lost

From the feelings I didn’t express.

Reviews

[Blackbirdsong]

Dang Dale this is dark. You've done a good job here, but just the same wow! This is also intriguing because I find myself wondering what is the back story to this poem because clearly there is something going on for the person in this poem - no not necessarily you not all of my poems are about me either. You definitely have a beautiful way of expressing deep pain and sorrow. Okay now go write a happy poem or something about Darth Vadar lol

[Wildfleour]

A very intense and personal write. I could "feel" the red.......

[An Ordinary Woman]

Awe, such a wonderful poem, friend. I write dark sometimes too. It can surprise me what comes out once I open that door. *hugs*

[Angelic Darkness]

This is darkly wicked Cowboy:). I don't know how you express yourself
in the physical world, but you do it damn well in your poems.
I love the title, but that shouldn't surprise you LOL! AD

[Last Lying Look]

This is an excellent piece.
Dark or not, I love the honesty in it.
My favorite part was:
"Soon my veins are hollow
Like the words I never said"
That really hit me hard.
Great write!
-Elissa

[Emily B]

oh, wow!

It's too late? No time to go back and say the word you might have? Dark, yes, but beautiful.