Drip

Read it and find out your own interpretation.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Smeared black over the skin as I bled.

Drip. Drip. Drip. Drop.

Silent as a suicide I dropped dead.

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

You aren't exactly the black smeared atop your skin, nor the skin bleeding, nor the body dropping. I like to think that you are what is dripping, and the body a trait of your existence. You're being overwhelmed, and the emotions drip onto parts of your traits and eliminating them.
I like this.

[SkaiWeeks]

Thank you :) I really like how you interpreted this.

[annie lee]

I like the spareness of the words contrasting with the heavy content. For me this has much meaning, having lost a promising young member of my extended family to suicide and pulled a closer member back from the brink of the abyss. But the poem doesn't really say the death WAS a suicide, does it? I like this because it can have a different meaning for each who reads it. And THAT, in my estimation, is a successful poem. It is evocative and mysterious.

[SkaiWeeks]

Thank you very much for the feedback! And my condolences for that young member, along with congratulations to saving a precious life.