gone Options

[*stephinika*]

another poem just typed up from about a month ago...also in class. not my best and again...emo-ish. oh well. constructive criticism is appreciated, thanks.

Gone

A dagger wrenched deep
Twisting
Writhing
Blood of her soul
A pool around her still figure
Vengeful tears trickling down
Nerves constantly attacked
Nothing but horror
Filling her entirety
Despair soon following
Lack of air to fill her lungs
A choked throat now apparent
Glassy, blank eyes
Staring nowhere
Her heart a bleeding rose
Her mind, a remnant of what is left
She’s ripped apart
A darkness all in between
The result of her openness
The consequence of trust
Painstakingly made decisions
That ended up wrong
A horridly, destructive mistake
The cause of her end.