Better off Dead

By crius42

Threw my eyes I bleed red blood ink
that spells your name every night I sleep
You told me you loved me
and that you would never leave me
So I believed you with all that I am
I gave you my heart, and all that I had.
But you ripped it apart like it was nothing.
Gripping my heart with your claws
Ripping it to shreds
Burning it with fire hotter than hell
Leaving me scarred with cuts on my face,
I'm bleeding to death as I write these words
hoping you'll come back to relieve my pain
What am I thinking; I'm better off dead.

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Published on Thursday, June 17, 2010. Filed under: "Personal" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

hmmm I used to have an account here..It's been years though..it's probably gone now? just in case it's seen again. Questions? ask away I'll get back asap.

Comments on "Better off Dead"

On Sunday, June 27, 2010, Gray Vision (424) wrote:

This piece strikes hard, even though I didn't experience it first hand, I felt it as I took a stroll in your shoes, while reading this piece. The hurt is unbearable, even though you attempted to convey it through what words you could muster, I'm sure there's alot more that you could have talked about. Thank you for sharing something so personal, great write and take care of yourself.
On Thursday, June 17, 2010, Rowan (197) wrote:

That's so sad..sometimes the pain is too great to bare so we see no alternative. It flowed well. Maybe work on the structure a little but other than it was a good write.
On Thursday, June 17, 2010, crius42 (7) wrote:

Thank you very much..I appreciate any info and/or help I can get. never really studied how to write..all I do is well....write.