Slipping Poem by Kyle Shield Laster
Slipping
Rating: ★2.9
Lying here draining;
Life flooding the room.
Heartbeat waning;
I know the end is soon.
Fingers cold and numb;
My mind slowly slipping.
Senses nearly gone,
But still I hear the dripping.
Frozen on the floor;
Give me back my life.
Footsteps running towards me;
Too late to hide the knife.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: healing,self harm
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5/12/2024 2:31:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
kewl..it was beautiful..dark, tragic..it was awsome! ~Hazel