Purple Blood

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By bedazzled

I feel the ivy wrap around my ankles. The grey sky becomes black, the deep silence becomes a roar. All this time I thought I was walking away from you so why does it feel like I'm in the same place? I don't know if I can endure any longer with the dark world threatening to envelop all that's left of me. The twisted trees whisper your name. Your poison is still in my system. I am only remainders. Whatever was left after I removed every part of me that belonged to you. Slices in my neck like gills leak purple blood. The ivy winds tighter, twists up my legs, 'round my chest. My tortured heart panics, my constricted lungs heave. I don't want to be here anymore. I don't want to let you destroy me. It's been seven months and one filthy stare and I don't want to love you. You don't love me.

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May 3, 2010 21:58KK

I like this poem... Especially your metaphors.