Let's play darts
with my heart.
Don't look so disgusted,
like you haven't
stabbed it through before.
Make it bleed,
make it hurt.
Kill me slowly,
make me feel the pain.
Look me in the eye,
do I look like
I want to die?
Not at first glance.
You're only seeing a painting,
an illusion.
Something I could have been.
Look closely,
see my eyes?
Do you see
the fire dancing inside them?
I can feel every heartbeat,
count every breath,
sense every cut.
One dart
two dart
red dart
blue dart.
What?
Don't like Dr. Seuss?
Come on,
scared you'll lose?
March.-29-10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem