River Of Red Poem by Jennie Bregan
River Of Red
I want to float in a river of red, the relaxing drip drop sound turns away the dread. the first clear then eventual fade into red lets me know I'm in control of this…yes.
so
Cut…slit….slice….on the roll of a dice. The blade in my hand cuts the skin nice. Back and forth pain and red river flow, when can I stop..I do not know.
Wednesday, March 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: cutting,pain
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