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A poem.Category: (general)
Wednesday, 22 June 2011
08:40:53 AM (GMT)
She sat on a park bench in the middle of nowhere
She was very tired, she was very weary
And rubbed her brown but slightly reddened eyes
they stung like hell after being so teary

She pulled a knife from her pocket
Sharp with a thin coat of blood
She drew it across her forearm in lines
One... by one... by one

Wincing in pain with each slice she made
It was so normal, she almost felt calm
Her cuts sobbed rivers of red
From the crimson-caked blade in her palm

She looked up to check the time
It was very close to being midnight
When a boy standing across the park
Met her gaze and caught her sight

Before she knew it, he was right next to her
Wrapping her arm in his old sweatshirt
And gently dabbing with a napkin
The bloodstains that patterned her skirt

And she looked at him; she'd seen him before
He was a boy from school, one no one talked to
What was he doing in that park
The one that no one walked to

He looked back at her, first saying nothing
And very shyily licked his lips
Then said "you'll have to pay me for the help"
"How much" she asked, he said "one kiss"

Before she could answer, he stole that kiss from her
It lasted long and was so sweet
And when he pulled back, holding her trembling hand
He smiled, she burst into tears

She realized what was wrong with her life
All she needed was someone to love her
Not therapy, not drugs, or
No religion or god above her

She put the knife down and hugged the boy
And after a minute she was stuck like glue
She worked up the courage to say to him
"I love you" he replied "I love you, too"

She doesn't sit on that bench anymore
Instead, she and he walk hand in hand
But the knife still lies there on the bench
And without the experience, you may never understand.

♥

Comments 
‹How_Could_You_Be_So_Heartless?› says:   22 June 2011   568653  
This is very beautiful.You can submit his in a contest...they have
them all around and get big money for this.I sent my story in and got
10,000 prize money.
 
‹VanChan› says:   22 June 2011   820751  
Awesome poem, brah.
 
‹~(Shaywee)~› says :   22 June 2011   307028  
@Din_Din_Eats_Crayons 
Where can I find submission forms? :D
@Eotteoktae 
Thanks. 
 

 
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