Blood Spots Poem by Sans Serif
Blood Spots
Look at my arms
What do these
Slashes mean?
Life with death
Or death in life?
Little cuts
So deep
Speak to me.
Each represents
A little death
I wanted.
The ice over
My heart keeps
Me alive.
How?
I don't know.
Look at my arms
Stab wounds
Deep and small.
Scars abound
Tell me, am
I dead or
Alive.
I feel
Dead but I'm
Alive....
it is amazimg so deep and true to the people that have this problem but if this is you dont give up we need more poets with your style of writting agin great job
wow very diverse i guess i'm in the mind of suicidal......if this is true don't give up just this easy if not i applaud you because something so simple yet so deep bravo
nice abstract poem, well written, thank you for sharing.........10++++
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4/19/2024 6:52:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I liked your poem.....But these 2 scars i put on my arms 2 years ago are my single greatest regret. I am 22 and will die with these marks I put on myself over a girl that never deserved me in the first place. If you must cut, do it in your poems like you did in this one. And the burden on your soul will become less. great write tho. Yours in these lines....BA