A Bleeding Showcase

A Bleeding Showcase

A Poem by Briana Collins

You want a show?

I'll give you a show.

I'll cut these wrists

And watch them bleed

 

The blood,It drips

Staining my wrists red

 

This Razor,

So sharp.

This cut,

So foul.

 

You all crowd around,

to watch the self harm

 

Why do they watch?

Why do they stare?

 

What is this?

A freakin' Bleeding Showcase?

© 2011 Briana Collins


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Added on January 12, 2011
Last Updated on January 12, 2011

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Briana Collins
Briana Collins

Killingly, CT



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I am a writer.It is my passion,my heart and soul.Music is my muse,my inspiration.It helps me write my stories and poems.I am not your average teenager.I am mature for my age,but that doesnt mean I can.. more..

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