שיר - - מה אתם חושבים?

[S a m s o n]

שיר - - מה אתם חושבים?

Diluted Kitchen knife White floor Frustration, Right in the heart. Flooded, in a scarlet lake, I am looking around Synthesizing fear and satisfaction Terrified. Feeling the warmth I know will disappear Physics never failed. Thoughts racing. Diluting. Shallow breath- Lack of Oxygen. Gone, And doesn’t know Where How Knows Why. With the help of a Kitchen knife. My tears dilute the plasma, The detergent will dilute the rest. I hope I did not stain your marble floor.​

 

[kit k@t]

i love your poem.

it's post modernistic, but in a nice way... makes you think.... kat

 

[MissUnKnown]

the poem

my friend though exacly what you were writing about but he decided to take a gun instead of a knife. hope you wount go in that path, for some one that her friend did . i was devestated cuz of it. im sure the ppl around you will be aswell.

 

[S a m s o n]

she won't

hers did too