Amy Louise Kerswell

Rookie - 10 Points (4/6/87 / Bath)

A Bright Red Scream - Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell

A bright red scream
I have bright red angry screams.
Not within the voice of me.
But in the markss on my arms.
I cut and cut.
Now my scream is out and free.
My screams are nasty red cuts.
Angrier by the day.
Each cut is my
My bright red scream.
Every cut a new scream.
Screaming louder and louder.
The bright red scream.
Sets me free
If not for long
Just for a while.
My anger comes and goes
Like the ocean.
My anger is loud and red

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 18, 2014


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