Crimson Stain

Crimson Stain

A Poem by r
"

message me to find out more

"

torture, pure torture

today has been

all this guilt

for my every sin

 

can i just fix

my own way

just hand me

a goddamn blade

 

hand it over

right this instant

it is the only thing

that can fix it

 

that blood

leaving that crimson stain

wanting to feel

that deep sharp pain

 

ahh! i crave it

oh so much

just to have a blade

and my wrist touch

 

leaving blood

all over my wrist

but if i tell anyone

they'd get super pissed

 

let it flow

for evermore

once i do it

satisfaction will come... im sure

 

© 2010 r


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I agree with blackbutterfly on this one. It doesn't help at all. The scares will forever remind you, and it sucks when you have to hide them from everyone. I'm here if you need someone to talk to. Sometimes it helps. Keep on writing.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

A powerful, vivid expression of pain... trying to find release... Your words are so gripping and profound and reveal a bit of the culture in which so many can relate. Amazing words...

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This is a great poem but cutting is never the answer! it wont help belive me I KNOW

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

i love this poem, i know how you feel.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Someones gone emo

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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