Delicate Skin

by ((Allison))   Mar 12, 2005


Slowly slicing my delicate skin
Wathching the blood flow
A bright crimson
Feeling the rush of depression
Run right through me
Slice after slice
Taking away from me
Letting all my true feelings show
Trickling red tears dripping
Real slow
A shiny, silver blade
Covered in red
Laying in its sheath
My pale skin
Reaching its doom

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  • 19 years ago

    by Dorotea©

    Though it was a good poem and well written, i dont really like the idea of cutting. Its really freaky reading the part about slicing through your own skin. But yes, it was good. 4/5 from me, keep on writing.
    SatuzKa

  • 19 years ago

    by Pianist

    So sad for you... I hope you don't really cut. It's not the right way to go. Anyway, I hope you will read some of my stuff sometime.

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