Reyas

The Sad Reality

Blood spattered on the floor,

Dripping ever so slowly, 

Coating the floor in a crimson river.

 

Muffled cries of pain,

Infused with self hatred,

And a hint of desperation.

 

Room pitch black,

Revealing tear filled eyes,

With soft sniffles.

 

More blood.

More cries.

More pain.

 

Blood stained knife,

Creating crooked cuts,

Next to concealed scars.

 

Silent room,

Behind locked doors,

With  curtains closed.

 

Shaky hands,

With pulsating wrists,

Followed by a pounding head.

 

Loss of hope.

Loss of blood.

Loss of life.

  • Author: Reyas (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 20th, 2018 09:14
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • Stan Rodriguez

    while your work is very sad and might be a call for help within your poem - it is nicely penned - descriptive and strong. please keep them coming - you have a lot to say. thank you for sharing.

    • Reyas

      Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment. They really do motivate me to do better.

    • Poetic Dan

      Very powerful my friend thank you for sharing.

      • Reyas

        Thank you for reading.

      • dusk arising

        Sad self mutilation and ultimate sacrifice. Disturbing reading. Well penned.

        • Reyas

          Thank you for your time.



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