Scarlet

Aside from the name and form of the poem,this is not based upon me nor a someone ;] so yeah. Hope you enjoy :]

I scream

I scream out to you

My pain has become too much

My body can't take anymore!

 

Stop torturing me!

I beg of you!

Please,

Just leave me be!

 

I leave this world someday,

Thinking your name,

Of the pain you have caused me,

And I weep my tears
Bright scarlet, they streak!

My wounds are too deep

Not even my tears will heal

These painful wounds

You have caused me

 

But,

As I lie upon my death bed,

I can't help but think

"Atleast he's happy"

Even as I take my last breath,

I imagine you

Holding my hand,

Telling me it's okay,

And my heart stops,

My arms empty of your warmth

　

Author's Note

Please tell me what you think :] I'll return the favor :]

Reviews

[Krista]

The thing is about this poem is that I can relate to it and I wish others could admit they could as well. I have come close to laying on my death bed to be honest.

[E. R. Rawding]

very sad and sweet :)

[(:]

So sad!
She must be so heartbroken.