Bleeding

[Kydra]

BLEEDING


Her lifes like a black shadow it flickers in and out...
Eyes of steal and a heart of stone, She creeps beneath the darkness...
Wispers in my ear, Deception heavy in her voice.....
Crying tears of blood, with a razor in her hand.....
Falling over, over the edge through the mist she flies.....
I watch her Drown on the surface.....
Sinking down to the bottom, where she Dies.....​

Maegon Monique​

 

[FatherApe]

Sometimes I'm led to write from the depths of depression, and it comes to light in a fashion close to what you've shared here. If depression was your inspiration, my prayer is that you'll soon be back to writing lighter verse.

 

[Kydra]

my poem was mostly about killing depression...see...

all the "hers"...are the other me...