My death bed

by young and innocent   Nov 27, 2006


Though the purity of the white snow is all around, the smell of fresh blood is in the air....
i can not see through this pain
all i can hear is the people who blame
I'm pleading my will to breath this air
but no one even seems to care
maybe i should just leave now to my death bed where i will suffer in hell

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  • 17 years ago

    by StabbedByTears

    WOW this is an amazing poem i have never thought i could really bring that much feeling into a poem Good Job.

  • 17 years ago

    by just a little girl

    Good, remember to keep your use of capital letters constant, eg using I instead of i.
    it shows emotion well and the first line of the poem particuarly stands out for its imagination, a well thought out poem that maybe requires some thinking to understand but once you have thought about it, it has a very strong point
    x sos x