Bleeding to Death in a Pool of Unforgetful Memories
By monalisamarie
Laying in a tub of unforgetful memories
my tears mix with my regret
my limbs lay limp, and I begin to freeze
motionless, I hurt, and lay there all wet...
I move my arm, leaving a track
this blood from my wrist is certainly genuine...
I breath in deep, and pull my hand back
as you walk through the door to within...
you gasp, and then I hear you weep
my body numbs, and you don't understand...
I'm dozing off in a never ending sleep
you reach out, and hold my hand
my bleeding wrist you can not bare at all
I part my lips and whisper, "adieu"...
then you grab my hand and lean against the wall
and next to my body, in blood, you read, "I love you"...
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© 2006 monalisamarie
Published on Monday, March 27, 2006.
Filed under: "Non-Fiction" and
"Poetry"
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On Monday, April 10, 2006, Equinox Asylum
(140) wrote:
Sad. If this was you, I am stoked to see you made it through. I, for one, am enjoying your poems. It would be a tragedy to deprive the likes of me of your work.
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A former member wrote:
I know how it feels to be so alone all it feels like is to face death and get it over with. I recently just got to this stage again so for now I will strugel. I love how you expressed this. It is written very well.
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On Tuesday, March 28, 2006, Emptyness Inside Me
(171) wrote:
very sad, I dont believe in suicide, but this piece was written very well, good job ~Josh~