Crimson Red Canvas

A Poem by KlineXcreed

To the people that cut in this life, this is to you.

One cut, two cut, three cut.
Four.
She paints a pretty picture,
In a color that's blood red,
Her paintbrush is her razor,
The canvas her wrist.

She tells her Crimson story
In hopes that pain will fade away.
One cut, two cut, three cut.
Four.

And the lines grow longer,
Deeper and farther.
She hopes to cut the lies away.

Because to her she's the canvas,
No more,
No less.
And the scars from her art is her dowry.

If only that was the last.

Crimson streaks streaming past.

Past all the pain and washing out with all the color.

One cut, two cut, three cut.
Four.

But no. That was not.
Five cut, six cut, seven cut,
Eight.

And she keeps on painting. As if it is an agility race.
As if her worth is based on how well she can cut.

Nine cut, ten cut, eleven cut. Twelve.

Now she is dead. Stuck in a grave.
She painted a pretty picture as it ended with a twist.

Her mind was her razor and her heart was her wrist.

© 2015 KlineXcreed

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imster

I loved your repetition as it shows the flow of ideas experienced by people with depression always leads to feeling empty. "Her mind was a razor and her heart was her wrist" is hauntingly beautiful. I did feel you distanced yourself a bit, objective view and not a subjective one.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Another truth speaking write. I have come to know many in my days of writing whom did this because of pain and hurt. I know depression and anxiety has its ways but it hurts to know one that cuts.

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

The poem is figurative and not necessarily about me. I know many people that cut and I wanted to exp.. read more

9 Years Ago

I understand and your very welcome.

Tobias H. Reese

Congrats on placing 2nd in the "Without You" contest. :-)
You have such a bright future ahead of you and I am honored to share but a moment of your life experience and talent. Looking forward to more of your creative works!

Posted 10 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much!

Coyote Poetry

A very honest and direct poem. Cutting and suicide. A slow and bad death. Your description brought to life the sad situation and bad ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote