Shake Poem by Kelsea Osterman

Shake

Rating: 5.0


I shake as I put the blade to my skin.
Slash, as I open the white delicate flesh.
Drip, as it lands on the floor.
Cry, as I sit in the middle of the room and think.
Tears, as I begin to cry over the pain.
Slash, as I go at it again.
Pain, as I remember your words.
Laying, as I lay on floor cold and helpless.
Shake, as I try to breathe.
Gone, like the pain from within.
Dead, like the love we once had.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mohammad Akmal Nazir 07 June 2011

Great poem. Rich in imagery and style. Wonderfully conceived. Liked it. I rated it 10/10. Please read and write my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2.

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