Scarlet Words

by lonelynow   Apr 8, 2006


I'm wilting like a flower
A big red rose
Life always comes back to that color
Now my obsession grows

Scarlet splashes on the wall
Scarlet slashes on my wrist
Scarlet drips down my face
But how can I resist?

Swaying round this world
With a Topsy Turvy Grin
Feeling dizzy; feeling sick
Why should I hold my feelings in?

Sitting through a maths lesson
With my hands beneath the desk
Playing with my scissors
Doing what I do best

Dancing through this world
With a song on my tongue
I don't want to die
Please God I am too young

Memories drip off my wrist
On to the already bloody floor
My pale white wrist is drooping
But my razor demands more

Delicately, delicately
Marks I will make
Suddenly, suddenly
My world begins to shake

One day I will not stop
As the clock hands go round
One day you shall find me
Lying cold upon the ground

Red is not beautiful
Red is like me
When I look in the mirror
Scarlet is all I see

I watch the dark puddle
Spread across the floor
Today I'll put my blade away
And leave me wanting more

*I know it doesn't read right, but please comment- it means a lot to me and I'll return the favor as always*

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  • 18 years ago

    by Delie

    I love alot of your poems actually...hehe...
    but this one is one of your best i think...

  • 18 years ago

    by Amberinaa

    I loved the poem. you are a great writer and it does make sence. Dont say you arent. i especially loved this stanza
    Scarlet splashes on the wall
    Scarlet slashes on my wrist
    Scarlet drips down my face
    But how can I resist?
    AND...
    the other one about red is not beautiful!
    I thought it was just written beautifully!
    Much lovesss
    Amberinaa*

  • 18 years ago

    by Catastrophic Beauty

    So much emotion in this poem , i love it...well done, n thanx for the comment

  • 18 years ago

    by C Cattaway

    Hi hunny, this is beautiful.. I only recently found it, but it meant a lot, and at your age, it's great that you write so incredibly, yet sad that you know such pian. I hope that in time, you can draw on your creativity, and see those silver linings on the clouds. If you can count your friends on more than one hand, they're rarely really friends, but this site is a real community, and I'm sure you can find it here, that not everybody will let you down in your life. I'm 29, and still searching, but everybody here needs you, as much as you need them, to critique, to be honest, and to be loved.
    Keep up the writing, it's fantastic. xx

  • 18 years ago

    by [She.Falls.Asleep]

    It reads perfectly. This poem is so emotional and full of all these personal feelings. That really shows through. I love it.

    Keep writing and take care,

    Elle Stevens xx

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