Christina Ezelle


Bloodied Roses - Poem by Christina Ezelle

standing in a field
engulfed in morning mist
white roses all around me
blood dripping from my wrists

the cold blade against my skin
another slit I make
I watch the crimson fall
then realize my mistake

the drops have become a river
a river of much regret
I feel my body shiver
then gasp for lack of breath

the cut was deeper than I thought
I must have hit a vein
the bleeding just won't stop
with my blood this field is stained

so here I will lay forever
in this god-forsaken place
bloodied roses all around me
and teardrops on my face


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 10, 2005



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