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Pulsing slowly away
Falling dead to the ground
Bloody tears flow away
I am left empty
I am left broken
Red as rubies
Red as the sun
Liquid as water
Liquid as milk
Salty and rusty
Putrid and red
Do not go near
Only away
Once in a moon
Once in a time
Never staying
Never ending
Falling dead to the ground
Bloody tears flow away
I am left empty
I am left broken
Red as rubies
Red as the sun
Liquid as water
Liquid as milk
Salty and rusty
Putrid and red
Do not go near
Only away
Once in a moon
Once in a time
Never staying
Never ending
There's a quiet in my soulToday
Not a kind that you would know
So go away
There's a quiet in my soul
Today
I'm just letting you know
Please go away
I don't want to hurt you
I don't want to get you down
But for all of your sweet virtues
You misinterpret my frown
I'm not upset with you
But please just go away
Maybe I'll tell you why
But I'll tell you another day
Because this quiet makes me
Dangerous
This quiet makes me cold
I don't want to hurt you
So please do as you're told
There's quiet for a soul
Today
So please run far, far away
Quiet's replaced my soul
Today
And I don't know what I will do
I really can't take the chance
Of me hurting you
Ignore this dark hour
Leave me be for now
Because I'm sick
I'm broken, and
A single word spoken
May make me lash out
I crave to hurt someone
I long to destroy
In the quiet I battle
Just trying to cope with
This strange desire
This desire to cause pain
The urge to make blood run
Threatens that I'm insane
I want to kill someone
But all the same
I don't want to hurt anyone
I hide like a monster
Fearing I'll lose control
Trying to ignore the quiet
Looking for my soul
Today
ik that it only says blood once but the inspiration behind this poem has a lot to do w/ it and besides, I'll prolly have more than 1 entry this week
haha, clare. *hugs* ur awesome
Can you imagineCutting so deep
Blood falls like rain
Your own heart
Pushes your lifeforce away
Can you imagine
The pain?
Can you imagine
the slowly shuddering stop
Can you imagine
Pouring blood drops
Can you imagine
A bloody death?
aw shucks
The boy beat by his father,
The girl who is depressed,
The young man sent to battle,
The pain that never rests.
The boy cries for his mother
The girl dies for her lover
The young man is shot
The pain has stopped
But the blood shall stain forever
The girl who is depressed,
The young man sent to battle,
The pain that never rests.
The boy cries for his mother
The girl dies for her lover
The young man is shot
The pain has stopped
But the blood shall stain forever
mine's kinda weird...Blood
It flows through our veins
Coming out, it brings us so much pain
Blood
It's how we survive
Without it, we can't be alive
Blood
In fights, battles, and wars it is lost
Look how much for us it costs
Blood
Inside it is a good thing, outside it is bad
When we see it, we always become sad
Blood
How can one thing bring such opposite reactions?
Fear, sadness, so many distractions
Blood
How can one thing be so complicated?
The power of it leaves me daunted
Blood
The word is so strong
Hitting your ears like a disturbing song
Blood
It causes shivers, faints, and screams
It makes nightmares out of dreams
Blood
It may make you grossed out
It may cause you to shout
Blood
When you see it do you panic?
Do you run around, or turn frozen like a brick?
Blood
Can you figure it out?
Understand what it's all about?
Blood
The question, ask yourself if you could:
Is it bad or good?
omg awesome!!! FIONA!!! HOW THE HECK DID YOU THINK OF THAT!!! IT'S FREAKIN PERFECT! : D
Bloodhe shed his for you
to make your slate new,
to save you from death,
and with his last breath,
he said that it was done,
God sent his only son,
who shed his blood for you,
and to save the world too.
fiona, how on earth did you think of that! that's so beautiful
This week's Topic is Blood. If anyone has any objections to this topic, please go to the Poetry Topic Objections post.
Poems can be as long and short as you want them to be. This is not a contest, it's just for fun and to show off our own poetry.