Burning Sensation Poem by Crimson Love
Burning Sensation
Eyes frantically
Surge blood,
through burning tear ducts
Acidic tears flow down heated cheeks,
Eroding such hardened marbled expressions,
Ready for the demoralization,
I sit,
And enjoy the tears,
That bring forth such pain.
The tingling starts,
As my wrists slowly drain,
Bleeding for the masochistic, I drink from these veins,
Every ounce of my self deemed love,
Burns through the tingling,
Of rapid blood loss.
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4/19/2024 3:41:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hey, Crimson. Thanks for the kind words about my 'disposal' poem. I'm reading some of yours now and I like them. This one, and one about the flower blooming. I like how you work your name (Crimson) into a lot of your stuff. I also like how you refer to yourself in the 3rd person at times. Good ideas and funny too. I'm thinking you may be a vampire though, what with the blood obsessions and such. That would be cool if you were. I've never known a vampire personally. By the way how did you get on the top 500 poets? You're good enough, but I just wondered how one gets afforded that honor. Thanks again for your comments. Scott.