A rough night

by Incognito   Dec 27, 2004


She raised her arm and looked confused
Something was surely not right
Though she had cut long and deep
There was no blood in sight.

Yesterday there had been much blood
So much that she passed out
Looking up at her wrists now
She was overcome with doubt

Where have all my scars gone?
My wounds of purple and red.
When suddenly it occurred to her
‘Oh f*&k, I think I’m dead.’

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  • 19 years ago

    by UM

    Short and Sweet. Very nice.

  • 19 years ago

    by Lushed

    wow, that was really amazing!

    it holds a very important message and i cant wait to read more from you!!

    take care!
    <3 jenny

  • 19 years ago

    by Sean Allen

    That was an interesting poem. It actually almost seemed funny, in a way. I mean suicide isn't funny, don't get me wrong, but the girl's realization of her own death is, well, sorta kooky and funny at the same time. Good work

  • 19 years ago

    by ¤©h€€®ƒüll¥♥©¥ñ!c@l¤

    awww thats cute! i like it, kind of short, but you said what you needed to say. awesome job, and keep it up. have a happy new year!
    Take Care,
    -Cheerfully Cynical

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