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lost_in_fear
May 7th, 2006, 04:56 AM
A thin grey thread
rises
from the forgotten
cigarette
in her trembling
fingers
ash falls
to the ground
with her tears
and the
empty bottle
that shattered
into fragments
of glass
bloody glass
drawn over her
skin
to
reveal
red secrets
as she sits there
in the
rain
-bleeding
-crying
-praying
on her
mission of
self-destruction
and
all the while
a thin
grey thread
rises
from the cigarette
she holds
forgotten

~Dazed&&Confused~
May 7th, 2006, 05:04 AM
was it really worth makin a new line after like every two words?...

MoveAlong
May 7th, 2006, 05:27 AM
Sometimes writers arrange words in order to add a sertine 'feel' to their work. I would make a few changes to where you deside to make another line.
I liked it. Does this symbolize something in your life lost_in_fear? Also, Welcome to VT!

Aηdy
May 7th, 2006, 01:30 PM
thats good, does that reflect on your life at all?