Challenge Ended
Something Ugly
Show me something raw and honest. Gut wrenching and sick. Heavy and drenched in emotion. The poem that packs the most punch wins.
Ended February 24, 2020 • 24 Entries • Created by mosquito
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Death by a thousand cuts
has always sang to me.
It sings to me because I have lived that death and survived.
My love and I whittled my body away
until the lifeblood pooled on the floor
and my heart could not beat anymore.
As my eyes closed for the last time,
I heard myself say
I love you.
I love you no matter what you do.
You can bloody and bruise me,
tear my heart in two,
but I still love you.
I am different now
and have made a vow
that I will never allow myself to be
cut down again.
But some dark nights
as I walk the lonely road home
I find myself wishing for
death by a thousand cuts.
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