Dribbles

Dribbles

A Poem by poetic-raven2012

Hot dribbles of
blood slide down my legs.

Cut.

Warm, welcome pain delicately
dances with my mind.

Cut.

All mental pain forgotten;
the physical takes over.

Cut.

Gripped between fingertips,
a small sliver of metal.

Cut.

All of your hate, lies,
emotions, thrown words fuel me.

Cut.

I promised her I wouldn't,
I'm clean, I swear I'm clean.

Cut.

Hot dribbles of
blood slide down my legs.

I'm sorry.

© 2009 poetic-raven2012


Author's Note

poetic-raven2012
Today was not a very nice day. El Fin.

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its different which is a good thing ^.^

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Hiya. I'm Jenn, I'm fifteen. I have the five most amazing best friends in the world. ♥ I spend as much time as possible with them as possible. I hate being home; my mom and I constantly fight. .. more..

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A Poem by poetic-raven2012