Purple and Blue

by Hope Ann 27   Aug 4, 2011


As i looked in the mirror all i could see
was purple and blue.
all i could do was cry.
i went to the drugstore and got foundation
went back home and covered it all up
but when i got to the point that i was so bruised all over
i had ran out of foundation.
i went back to get more and this guy stopped me in the store and asked me what had happened..
i couldn't help it, so broke down and told him.
some how you saw me and when i returned home you told me that if i ever talked to another man again you would kill me.
I though that i loved you but the person i feel in love with isn't the person you are know.
i was a afraid to leave because i didn't want you to kill me.
as i grabbed the blade...i prayed
I asked God to forgive me for what i was about to do...
I had lost everything and there was only one thing left to do...
i felt the blood flow out and on to my wrist
and has you hurried all you could say is
"how could you be so selfish?"
you didn't even say i love you and you never called for an ambulance till 15 minutes after.
then i knew..you never really loved me.
but that's OK cause i don't need you now
cause almost dieing showed me that
you were just holding me back and putting me down.
I'm away from you know because i found who i was when i almost died but never again will i ever let you in...

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  • 13 years ago

    by Dark Secrets

    I loved the title and how those colors implied the feelings which you had, and also the way you described blood gushing on your wrists. Still I see this poem as more of a story and events, I think you need to have more feeling into it and show more than tell... make the reader feel like they were in your place, tell us what this reminds you of, how your heart paced, how hot, cold you were, or certain parts of your body... show, don't tell.... good luck

  • 13 years ago

    by believeinlove87

    LOVE this girl! your such a good writer. you can feel and actually picture what this poem is saying. Great job(: 5/5

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