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You Know it's Love

by Erin Jones

You know its love
        when it hurts so much
            just to breathe
                        you want to stop.
        When it hurts every time
            your heart beats
                and the blood rushes through
                        you just wish it would stop.
        When you feel it
            in every cell of your body
                        but you just can't stop.

And that's on a good day.

On a bad day,
    the only thing you can think of
            is slitting your wrists,
                        and the thought doesn't stop.
    And when you finally try,
            the razorblade is too flimsy to cut deep enough
                no matter how hard you try,
                        but you still don't stop.
    It hurts so bad,
            every drop of blood feels like a sword
                ripping through your bones
                        and it just won't stop.
    The tears feel like acid
            streaming down your face,
                searing your skin with every drop,
                        but you just can't stop.

03/05/2008

Posted on 03/06/2008
Copyright © 2024 Erin Jones

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Coleman Demiurge on 03/06/08 at 05:52 PM

Acording to this Love sounds to be rather painful; yeah, I think you might be on to something there. Well said, well written, well done... I particularly liked these lines: "The tears feel like acid, streaming down your face, searing your skin with every drop."

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