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Sherilee Nash Poem
Does it ever cause you pain?
To know you broke my heart,
Does it ever cause you pain?
To know you pulled it apart.
I could jump off a building,
And soar towards the ground.
To know you wouldn't miss me,
If my identity was found.
Did it
Copyright © Sherilee Nash | Year Posted 2009
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Sherilee Nash Poem
This Blood for You
This blood so dark it's barely red
It represents the tears I've shed
These tears I've cried
I've cried for you
These cuts I've made are for you too
But through these tears
And through this pain
The pain you caused
Puts it to shame
And now I'm here
And my heart beats faint
This blood so red
It looks like paint
These aren't the words I wish to say
I look above
It's to him I pray
It's to him I pray that you were here
To push aside this awesome fear
So what comes next?
Is it dark?
Is it light?
For I am marked.
These tracks of blood
They mark my wrists
They mark my heart
As I clench my fists
So as I take my last breath
To you my thoughts
They have fled
Did you love me
Did you care?
Coz it's with you, my blood, I share.
Copyright © Sherilee Nash | Year Posted 2010
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Sherilee Nash Poem
i see it glittering in my hand
sunlight reflecting off the sharpened edge
what brought me to do such a thing
my best friend, a tiny sliver of metal, controls my mind.
it makes my stomach twist and my head ache as it makes train tracks of blood
up and down my arm.
it's a cruel fascination, a deadly habit-
wanting to see red droplets ooze from my arm and edge their way towards my
elbow.
a habit that gets worse every time my friend touches my skin.
deeper, harder. i want to see what will happen if Mr sharpy and i get into a fight.
i lose all sanity, my resolve disappears.
nothing is left but i, my friend ( the tiny sliver of metal) and the train tracks made of
blood.
Copyright © Sherilee Nash | Year Posted 2007
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