Passionsrejected05 Posted February 9, 2003 Report Posted February 9, 2003 Your sitting in a room. Black as night. Cold as hell. All you can hear is your heart pounding, It sounds like a thousand steps racing through your mind. A flash of silver sails through the black. Cold Sharp Sweet fufilling You watch the juice of life start to flow. One drip at a time, Then more, Drip, Drip, Drip. Isn't it beautiful, You can't stop, You want more, More, More, Realease the pressure. Everything starts getting fuzzy, The world hazy, You heart beat is getting fainter, Fainter, Then there is silence. Was it worth it?
Rune Posted February 12, 2003 Report Posted February 12, 2003 Oo, a very unique and interesting poem on the act of suicide and the galmour there of. You did an excellant job of creating a vivid mental picture through your imagery. After all the glory in the poem, the final question sort of punches the reader as well to really make them think. Thank you so much for sharing.
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