Correct punctuation would make the poem flow better. I like the perspective of the poem.
As I sit in my room
I think about my day
I hug my knees tight around my legs
And all I do is stare blankly at the floor
A single tear rolls down my cheek,
and slowly I wipe it away
I spot the blood-stained blade across from me
and I look down at the white wrappings around my wrists
I keep asking myself questions, and keep crying silently
I squeeze my eyes so tight, I can't control the tears from falling
So I stand up reluntently at the sound of my sister voice
And I walk over to a mirror to clean the black stains under my eyes
As I swing open the door to my room, I walk past my sisters form
She calls my name, but i don't hesitate
Down the stairs and out the door I go
I walk silently down the street
I stop by the bridge and I look down at ocean below my feet
I close my eyes as I take a deep breath, and I let out my final tear
Correct punctuation would make the poem flow better. I like the perspective of the poem.
Seduced by Flesh
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