Letting the Blood Flow None the Less

January 28, 2010
By , Fishers, IN
The knife lies in my hand.
The feeling is a stranger,
As I debate the pain and sorrow,
I debate the damage it will cause.
I cut the sting like i am slicing butter,
I am afraid to see what it can do.
I lay the knife on the bed for now,
So I can wipe away the tears.
Instead of letting the blood flow,
I try and imagine a perfect smile.
As soon as i forget this sweet sight,
I see the knife has disappeared.
I search around and find no desire.
No lies, no fear, no pain, no feeling.
In the hour of need the world was lost.
To me indeed the world was insight.
The knife was gone. The pain lived on.
The feeling subsided, the tears fell on.
The blood stayed in, but the hatred exploded.
And the dread died, as life continued on.
None the less, a relapse can come,
I remember when I let the blood fall.
The feelings inside of hatred to me.


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ModernMissBennet This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 12, 2010 at 6:55 pm
This is very beautiful...i enjoyed it very much. It sounds like you go through some tough times, but keep going, you have talent.
marine6704 replied...
Feb. 16, 2010 at 9:17 am
Thanks. it has been a long 18 years filled with loss and hatred but it keeps getting better. however slowly it is getting better
Powd3er said...
Feb. 8, 2010 at 2:41 pm
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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