Bloody Needles Poem by Kevin Fisher
Bloody Needles
I told myself it would be just one prick
Sticking it in felt so good
I took out the needle
Only for a second
In and out the blood was flowing quickly
Stuck it in faster and faster
I lost control
I'm no longer thinking
All this pain without even drinking
More and more needles lodged into my skin
Can't remember where the first hole begins
My mind and soul is screaming
I finally ripped out all the needles
Felt pain
Yet only slightly
Looked into the mirrior
Can't believe who I'm seeing
Looked to the floor
All that I see
A dark reflection of me
And a large pile
Of my bloody needles.
This poem is filled with raw honesty and emotion. I feel the pain of your struggle and I can relate.
in my mind there are three possibilities for what this really is.....your version of cutting...cept using needles......your a druggie......or metaphorically.....you just keep hurting yourself......well done all the same 10 :)
Hey Kevin Fisher, That's the name of the nutty smart guy on the Y&R. Like your style, you may not like the truth but here it is anyways, 10+++ for showing what the world is all about.
i love this poem its so kool i like how you worded it. this poem is a 10
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/22/2024 9:46:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like this poem, it's raw thoughts and feelings nailed in poetry format.