Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2016
I behold thyself!
For I let myself bleed.
As the blood gushing red,
With red deeper than death.

Would you hold my soul,
Flowing through your eyes
Slowly slipping foul.

I am delightfully surprised!
With the beauty of my existence
Which I had not realized,
Until I ended this sentence.
Demential Mademoiselle
Written by
Demential Mademoiselle  PH
(PH)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems