Red River

Red scars run along my arm

Blood dripping down

A Red River runs far

And a child bathes in his pain

 

The Red River is diluted

With a single pure tear

Filled with pain and possibility

Of a life lived and never lived

 

Nails scrape away my skin

Bringing clarity to me

The pain outside, meant to lessen

 The pain that throbs within

 

Run my sweet child

Run from my hell

Where I am stuck in eternal night

With a cold rod twisted in my heart

 

And these voics in my head

Always screaming and crying

Never quiet, Never kind

Telling me that I am alone

 

I would not wish this on anyone,

This eternal pain.

Run my child

Live the life I never could

 

A life full of love

And not this anger,

A constant companion

Pushing a spear through my back

 

I am will slowly die,

Losing what I am.

Only the pain makes it ok,

Distracting me from reality.

 

And the knife,

Pulled across my skin

Spilling my blood

As hot as a sun

 

A white canvas,

Stained red.

Covered in scars

With consoling voices

 

The others don't see,

what the scars have done for me,

Just what they've done to me,

The pain they've caused.

 

But their voices are stained

with an angry edge,

These scars of mine,

That once were my friends

 

Soon they too yell,

With thundering voices.

Weeping with joy,

Their red tears

 

The tears stain my skin.

Washing away the pain,

Leaving me with nothing

Except this never-ending darkness.

 

And i am lost,

Wandering alone.

Stuck in a new kind of darkness,

With a new kind of pain.

 

The voices cry out!

Demanding for blood,

So I give it

With a slash to my arm.

 

The Red River runs again,

flowing swiftly to the ground.

Tumbling a in a graceful fall,

Mixing with the tears that dance down my cheek.

 

Now Death embraces me,

With his cold arms,

And his colder heart.

To draw me away.

 

I do not fear him,

This scepter clad in black.

For it was I who called him,

To free me from my pain.

 

Now I say goodbye.

To depart this world,

To leave my pain,

And all the voices behind.

 

I have bled.

I have cried.

I have given all my blood,

And all my tears.

 

Now I will leave,

And say goodbye.

 

 

 

 

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