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by Mexxy Jul 5, 2005 category : Dark, fantasy / other
Step by step I bleed Even the stairs are laced in blood After playing with the serpents I cleanse thyself with mudThe whites of my eyes flicker My knees surrender to the ground Hands placed behind my back Where my wrists are tightly boundThe rope scrapes across my scars Dried blood keeps it entwined Day dreaming ; Gazing at the floor I\'ve lost me state of mindMy head falls back and I shudder I Stare up at the blackened sky My tears bleed black As the hours slowly pass byThere are no flowers ; No not this time Just a shallow grave Madness brought upon the soil Not even the dead can behaveMy blackened heart drips of red It thickens from the cold My bones are ground to dust As my hands grow oldI\'m face down into the blood Drowning in what I call my own Hands still drawn behind my back They say everyone dies alone©Mexxy
by Anna
I can't explain why but I love this poem, its wicked! I guess I just love the darkness of it 5/5 thanks for your comments on mine, it means a lot to me xx