Another slit, another stream
Another wrist, another broken dream
This one is a new
Bleeding red from blue
An opened vein
Pouring like rain
Burning deep in the skin
A sensation deep within
The blood feels warm
Beauty, as if a storm
Lightning in dark eyes
A horrifying disguise
Thunder in a bleeding heart
Rumbling as it falls apart
Blood rains and floods
Hitting the ground with a thud
The blade defies
Silencing the cries
Another slit, another stream
Another wrist, another broken dream
This slit may be the last
Nothing but left in the past
Wrist drowned in red
Soon to be among the dead.
9/22/15
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ShaneM Original Poetry Collection
PoetryTW: Dark and graphic emotions/thoughts. I am updating this collection of poetry as I have kind of left it alone for a long time. I started this in 2017, and while I have written many poems over the years, I have also stopped writing for a long time...
