Zoe Christo

Rookie - 0 Points (12/08/1991 / London)

I'M Still Bleeding - Poem by Zoe Christo

Your an insurgence
ripping tearing through me like a tank over the hills of syria
How you invade the personnel
And leave with the blood on the floor
The life has not been salvaged
But this won't stop bleeding
And I don't know how long it will be 'till the essence of me vanishes completely
You can't claim your victory
This wounded soldier lives solitary now
and this solitude chimes the bells of melancholy
And this vision blurs to grey
You're all that's in my head
And I can't wash these blues away

I want to run where no one can see me
Where I don't bear this guilt of compassion
where I won't have to see a life that we could have had
Birth now would be a blessing
To see a new sun rise
One with our eyes greeting me in the morning light
I want no memory of you to collide
with my new life I need to conceptualise
Keep your sinful lips away from memories
Or will you not vanish till this soldier lays dead.

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  • (2/18/2012 7:23:00 AM)


    I like how you compare love to a military struggle - feel like I've survived a few campaigns myself! The image of the soldier, entrenched, putting survival first - sometimes we adopt that mode - just to survive. Emotions are so powerful, they can even kill people, but what ARE emotions? I like how you use the dawn of the new day as an optimistic image. No-one can destroy the essence of you. Keep on writing! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 14, 2011



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