He stares at the scars buried in her wrists,
He tries to hold her but she resists.
How long has she been ignorant to life?
He tries to save her but she's got the knife.
One, two, there four,
The blood is dripping on the floor,
Five, six, seven eight,
She's entering a numb state,
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve,
The pain inflicted is no longer felt.
He bursts in the room in attempt to save her,
But its too late, she's gone forever.
STAI LEGGENDO
My Favorite Gothic Poems
PoesiaA collection of poetry about death and such. I do own some but.not all of this, I do not know who the authors of.most of these are, however if you are an author THANK YOU I LOVE THESE! These are my favorite poems ever so thank you! Dedication to ALL...
