River Of Blood
18 September, 2003
Author: Monica A
There are times when i accidently cut myself and i do not know
, becuz i am use too the pain inside my soul.
I feel the blood run down my hand
and that's when i realize
that part of the pain i feel is from the cut i have
. I put medicine and cover it.
If there was only a way to sooth my soul and make it whole again.
Slowly my soul bleeds and becomes more tender drop my drop.
I wonder will this pain ever stop.
Time has passed and a river of blood has formed.
The current is slow and yearns for more.
My soul is weak and the pain is unbearable.
The current gets stronger and is now more than able.
The tears start running faster down my face,
i gasp and take my last breath as i drown in this river of death.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Timothy Reynolds (216.165.188.221) -- Monday, October 20 2003, 01:18 am The pain one feels in their soul, might be their unwillingness to forgive themselves after a mistake. I have news for you, we all make mistakes!!! Tell God you are sorry, and you'll try not to do it again. Set straight what you can; some things are way beyond our control. Then forgive yourself, for God already has!!! He has completely forgotten it! Then start over fresh! God wants you to. Good expression of your inner feelings! Tim |
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