The Girl Who Will Always Be Red
A knife cuts open her heart
the blood flow ceases to start
a rare thing is life
with this idea she continues to strive.
In this world of evil
she is lost
it overwhelms her
the pain, the exhaust.
Her eyes are stained red
into a trap she was led
unable to escape,
she was morphed into another shape.
Her body shakes
as if she will soon break
she will never come back
her heart she will always lack.
Copyright © Emily Blumenthal | Year Posted 2010
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment