Blood

I want it all to show, all the pain and broken pieces

I want to look like a shattered window, on the ground, surrounded in blood.

Or maybe a mirror, so when people look at me;

They see a piece of them reflected back.

I want everyone to know that I'm not okay

And that I am molded by my broken parents, they put me together,

But it wasn't stong enough glue.

And everything in my world; it has weakened me

All the blood that runs through my veins,

It carries so much anger, so much sadness, so many secrets

I want to open myself up and let the blood flow...

Let it show through so it's there for the world to see.

Everything I know itsnt how it could be

And everything I am is the poison given to me -

Through my unconcious efforts to change.

But instead, I just lay here,

A broken mirror, in a puddle of blood.

Reviews

[Miss Carmine]

Hm, not my favorite of yours but I like it a lot anyway. You are still an artist with your words and I love it! Write on

Sincerely,
Miss Carmine

[James]

... all i can really say is wow
an amazing write, so sad, but amazing