A Poem by BeautifulDisaster

The razor sharp cold has made cuts into my soul
Rain falls down my pail cheeks which won't ever dry
My body is starting to grow fragile and weak
I'm collapsing into the arms of the darkness

The agonizing laughter of the madness grows
The footsteps of the good memories I had, fade
Reaching out for someone is pointless, no ones there
Drowned by my own tears and trying to swim away

The pain I feel is like venom from a snake bite
I can't seem to force the venom out of my mind
It is spreading throughout me and I cannot heal
Thoughts race throughout my head and I take my last breath

© 2009 BeautifulDisaster

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My exact thoughts in relation to the current White House administration. Good job!

Posted 9 Years Ago

This is best poem i've read to day
it remnids me of myself when i feel depressed, & when i cut myself. i see this poem as a emotional releaf.
Very good, keep writing!

Posted 9 Years Ago

i really like this. it reminds me of how venom is always there after a bite until its fully sucked out. But while its still there it burns.

Posted 9 Years Ago

I like this write.
Straight to the point
Very well expressed and such a wonderful flow.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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