Scarlet Stained

I wrote this a while back ago. I would like to learn ways to improve my writing. Please feel free to comment on it. Thanks. 🙂

‘Scarlet Stained’I knew of you too well. The icy chills would run down my spine whenever you were near. Keeping my distance by ignoring your existence, I would hide behind your shadows. Creeping, crawling with secrecy, I shudder at the haunting call of your voice. Breaking my eardrums, bleeding in agony. My life is strung upon a string of thread like a spider’s web. You are the black widow who furiously watches the tiny, helpless fly trapped within your seductive lure. My lips bleed of scarlet blood. There are bloodstains on the floor. A bruise embeds my face.Your words of love. Or that of hate? You told me countless lies – I believed them. I lie awake contemplating on the insomniaty you induce me with. Who’s to blame? Like a spike upon the mallet, you slash. Like a scab on a wound, you scar. Like the demon in an exorcism, you possess. A billion apologies won’t make it go away. It only makes it worse. Dark crimson bruises. More stains. A shattered heart. Shards of glass.

By DigitalRivet

when light fades to dark nails are swirling in the box of my brain.
I watch in the tear of soul virtual sequence of disturbing pictures.
inmate pushes the surface with his forehead to dislodge the fury.
microbes, electric vision

3 comments

  1. This is poetry. Beautiful, simple poetry. It’s good keepp writing.

    The Nymph

  2. I love the metaphors… it sounds like it would go at the beginning of a story, a prologue. Please keep writing…

  3. i love this. god man keep writing i want to c more.well if u do write more i cant wait to c

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