The Flood Filled With Blood

A sad piece about a girl who cuts herself, because that's the only way she feels her best friend. The girl's best friend died in her own house due to a fire. there were no goodbyes.

 Tonight I snort another gram of pure cocaine
I try to hide my pain with my medication
Of course, it's not working, I scream but only my shadow can hear
I look back at the razor and know what I have to do

 I jump up and head to my bathroom
To cut into my pale skin
With the shiny deadly razor
I try to hide the pain
With more deep cuts
One by one my blood drips, lingers, and falls
From my weak wrist into the bathtub

 All I see are memories of my best friend
She used to stay with me and talk all night
But she left me here
With only the broken mirrors watching
I still have these issues inside of me
Trying to break the life I have
To get me to her

 As I tightly grip the red stained razor
And push it against my blue veins
I see the bright red blood
Drip, drip, drip,
Down against my naked body

 It feels like fire is rushing all threw my core
Just how my best friend died
In her own house
Trying to break free from the fire
Filled with orange and red flames

 I cut once again
To see the shiny blood on the bathtub
It's all over the place
Just like red roses at her funeral
I cannot breathe any longer
I'm drowning with fear

 Maybe when I stop breathing I will be with her
Since I want to find out
I cut down my veins
To end my painful life
There's no turning back around
Let my funeral begin
Best friends beyond the end

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Sometime sadness can overtake us. Make death look like a good place.
"It feels like fire is rushing all threw my body
like how my best friend died
in her own house
trying to break free from the fire
filled with orange and red flames"
When I lost two brothers to suicide. Took three years for me to allow people in. Thank you for a poem that open the doors to many questions. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[emma]

so well written and incredibly deep.

[Miss Marie Riorden.]

Being depressed over losing a friend/family member/otherwise is a tought thing to deal with.
I guess this could be a good example. Not so much gore, as just plain being depressed, but still a good poem.

-Marie-

[Calypso]

This poem is amazing. I loved the line "with only the broken mirrors watching". It's on wonder you won that contest. You deserved to.

[Matthew Kult]

Congratulations, this touched me on a personal level.

with Love,

Jaidyn

[Jeff]

Very sad and tragic. It holds your attention though and I really enjoyed it.

[SimplyOlivia]

i really like this because ive been there and i know what its like

[bwmorency]

Wow! It was random, and sort of diffuse. Rhyiming was off, but the message was good.