Oh, How I Bleed

Oh, How I Bleed

A Poem by Marie Harrison

A horror poem of betrayal


Oh, How I Bleed

In the darkness of your wretched heart’s throbbing shadow

Lurked a leering secret life of vile deception

One of a sinister nature directed straight towards me


Even though we shared the same comforting abode for many years

And slept soundly in the same downy bed

I felt this ominous thick grey cloud of danger hover above me

As I slept and during my waking hours too


Your repugnant hatred for me boiled in your eyes

Would constantly haunt me and cause me to even watch my back at times

Yet I never heard a hint of hostility transparent in your words

It’s only in the coldness of your touch on my bare skin

The violent force and ravage hunger of your body for mine

Devoid of any warmth or humanity


But life shifted quickly like an earthquake in the night

The ghastly night you held me tight in your arms grip

With a jagged knife’s blade pressed

Against the pulsing main artery of my neck


The evil words of betrayal you whispered softly in my ear

How pleased you were when I gave

You the antique hunting knife for Christmas

That very cold December morning of our honeymoon you knew

Just how you would use it against my neck one day

To finally cut me out of your life forever

Oh, how I bleed!

© 2011 Marie Harrison

Author's Note

Marie Harrison
I wrote this for the creative poetry group.

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Now I am all upset again. I read things like this
and wonder--- just wonder.
I have the love curse. I love, give, invest, play,
spend, adore, pursue and never understand the
hurt, using, take, grasp amd destroy that others
seem to practice. Somethngs missing.
Enjoyed the writing, it is always superb.
------ John

Posted 12 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


The font really drives home the personal feel of the poem. Creating a completely engrossing story I couldn't stop reading

Posted 7 Years Ago

Wow very insightful of you to write of the your death by your husband's hands sicken me to the deadly bones what a creative mind can creative if left to wonder alone in this wicked world of ours.

Posted 8 Years Ago

Just amazing. The theme is quite unique and the story it tells is great. Quite engrossing,can't stop in between. The tragic ending was also described beautifully.Well Done!

Posted 9 Years Ago

Sounds like my third marriage, but put into the words of a poetic master. I very much enjoyed this piece because it expresses my inner feelings, albeit I will not act on them. We all have our dark sides and our personal hunger driven nightmares. That is why we read and write horror.

Posted 10 Years Ago

I like that unrelenting hostility

Posted 11 Years Ago

Ohh pretty font I like the poem as well! Keep it up!

Posted 11 Years Ago

This is the second time I've reviewed this poem, your flow is amazing,
dark and beautifully invented, the words reflect a poetic dreamscape.

Posted 11 Years Ago

whoa! rage on the page,nice work, well done.

Posted 11 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Added on September 26, 2011
Last Updated on September 26, 2011


Marie Harrison
Marie Harrison

Atlanta, GA

Momma told me to get out and enjoy life, so now I'm going to dance. more..


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