Embarrassement Of The Skin Poem by Crimson Love

Embarrassement Of The Skin



Follow me unto the shadows keep,
Walk around, upon flames... feet be fleet,
Let the damned carress the cuts upon thine flesh,
let them drink from these long sought cuts,
A feast of the flesh, consuming all crimson is,

Touch the walls of the shadows lair,
Walk among shades,
never let death, come upon crimson skin,
forever crawling with unsurmounted sins,
Desolate and dark is the crimson soul,
left with this balde, I have no self- Control,
I slice the pain, as I slice my Sins
please pardon, The embarrassment upon crimson skin.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lenore Lee 20 October 2011

Darling, what a beautiful write. Don't be ashamed; the scars are a part of you now.

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Patti Masterman 20 October 2011

Crimson, though in general I don't care for cutting poems, this one is certainly a cut above. (smile)

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