stains cut through the fabric,
of my solitary existence
you haunt my waking conscience.
crimson tide vanquishes
my suffocation;
I am thirsty for the razor dance
so much blood-letting
I can bleed no more.
Author notes
bleeds no more by ~tuzluktakihayalet
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt Quickie! by ShadowsMidnightRose.
525 points, ended July 17, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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this is such a wonderful write and its powrful and experssive to fit and add something more to the picture. well done
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Thank you my friend....
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Thank you for the comment... And i will fix that.
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I'm not normally one for slef hurt poems...but this one is better than some I've read.
The only thing I will have to critique is the "I's" need to be capatilized. Other than that I see nothing else wrong with it...sorry it's now my pet peeve......
Thank you for entering and good luck....
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