Kylee Bartz

Rookie - 12 Points (9-12-96 (September 12,1996) / Attica, New York)

On Purpose - Poem by Kylee Bartz

I see the blood dripping down my arm.
Red liquid in a running line

I smell the blood dripping down my arm.
Irony and salty

I hear the blood dripping down my arm.
Making splashes as drops hit the floor

I taste the blood dripping down my arm.
Mineraly and smooth

I feel the blood dripping down my arm.
A tickle covering immense pain

Because I cut myself
On purpose


Comments about On Purpose by Kylee Bartz

  • Rookie Gan Chennai (5/24/2010 9:07:00 AM)

    To inflict an injury even by mind itself is wrong. Buddha meant it. He lived it. All the best. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Iron Panda 23™ (5/12/2010 9:58:00 AM)

    sooo good x3 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 12, 2010



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