Her Puddle of Blood

by Amy~Lynn   Dec 3, 2004


She slams her bedroom door
As tears run down her cheek
Breathless as she falls
Her arms feeling weak

She grabs her shiny blade
And slices across her wrists
One slice, two slice, three slice, four
The blood drips off her fingertips

As her blood drips to the ground
She slowly closes her eyes
She feels the rush of relief
And remembers all the lies

She sits in a corner all alone
Her crimson blood still flowing
Tears freely drip onto the floor
As her depression keeps on growing

She wants to forget life
And all its painful things
To float freely into the sky
With her magical angel wings

So as she lies on the floor
In her own puddle of blood
She slowly dazes off
While the puddle continues to flood.

P.S: Please comment and vote and tell me what you think, thanks so mmuch! Stay strong...and I'll try to too! Much Luv, .:.Amy-Lynn.:.

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  • 19 years ago

    by HOLLY ARMER

    Wow, awesome poem! I could feel the despair and torment with each word I read! Great job~Holly

  • 19 years ago

    by *AsHLeY05*

    What a great poem. i usually dont like poems about cutting and all that but this one imparticular was one i liked. ur a good writer stay strong and remember life goes on. If u ever need someone to talk to u can talk to me <3 ash! 5/5!

  • 19 years ago

    by Tiffany

    Hey there wow. That was real deep. Some people just dont understand those who cut themselves. Its good to know there are people out there that understand.

  • 19 years ago

    by redscream

    that was an excellent poem. those feelings really are hard to describe, but you did it REALLY well. good luck in future writing!
    ~becca

  • 19 years ago

    by ºCrimsonTearsº

    Amy-Lynn, excellent poem as usual. try to stay strong, i know how it feels to want to end your life, but i've learnt that it takes more courage to live. Im here if you ever need to talk
    best wishes
    -shell xx