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Jun 2012
The blood drips down
My quivering lips
I stare at my hands
As the blood drips

This sickening thought
plagued my mind
The thought keeps coming
Logic is now asinine

It replays over and over
Like a movie in my head
I can't shake the thought
That she's probably dead

I loomed over her
Like an Angel of Death
I inhaled her scent
With each and every breath

Her incessant bleeding
Soils the sheets
Her heart has stopped
No longer does it beat

The aching inside my heart
All it does is grow
I can't handle it anymore
Even I am a foe

What have I done...
WHAT HAVE I DONE
She keeps on bleeding!
A while ago, this was fun!

HER EYES...
THEY KEEP ON STARING
My mind's keeping me from leaving
My minds state...badly faring

Only...sanctuary
Is this piece of Steel
So cold to the touch
It'll stop this ordeal

Just load it here
**** it there.
Place it right here
Now...I won't see her stare

BOOM!
Jessie Pallen
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