My Poem... (Continued)

by: XxReadyToFallxX

This is a continuation of my previous poem..
Here is the first part:

The object to the wrist
The small slit
Like the dark thoughts, growing bigger, inescapble
A gaping hole, like the spacious empty heart
The liquid flows, rolling and twisting with a mind of its own
The mind is pleased, glistening eyes stare in ironic happiness
A tear falls into the mess, comsumed into the crimson flood,
Like the girl engulfed into the lonely night

  1. 1

    What did you think?

    Please select all that apply.

  2. 2

    Should I write more poems and post them on here?

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