The Painting Poem by Rikku Finry

The Painting

Rating: 5.0


THIS POEM WAS NOT WRITTEN BY ME, IT WAS WRITTEN BY MY FRIEND! SO ALL CREDIT GOES TO HER! !
~Rikku.
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Darkness hugs my every move
I feel cold, my breath is shallow,
and my screams are not yet heard.

Monstrous men hold me down,
Now all I see is Black.
I am dead, how did I get here?

Though I am conscious,
My mind is blank.
A shiver rolls down my spine.

Blood drips off my life's canvas.
The tall man with the white coat,
Throws on the colors of death.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Jarvis 22 July 2008

Fantastic first line. Excellent imagery. S :)

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