My hand grasps at forbidden desires
Bile seeps through my cracked skin
I lose touch with consciousness
Sorrow pleas for my surrender
A hollowing wave washes right through me
Malnourishment drowns me in one
The gelid touch of a void grazes my bloodied fingers
Malice is near, slithering through my ribs
My insides convulse, felicity flowing through my veins
This was one of my poems that I had abandoned, honestly I think it needs more work, it just looks like a bunch of filler words put together and got smacked with the label "Poem" on it. Not to mention it's pretty edgy and depressing, although most of my poems are. They're either about intimacy, hopelessness, sadness and VERY rarely, joy. Maybe I should get back into writing and/or post some of my other poems.
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You really should, if this is a shit one.
Thank you haha
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Street Angel
Nice poem, I typically post mine in my bulltions, Because I have such a vast achive, But I'll always comment on other poets blogs! Just so you have that little encourgment
Thank you
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