Beautiful Bio-Hazard

A poem about a girl lost in this world.

Her composure is broken.

She twists and turns,

all sharp edges and burns,

her eyes an infectious fire.

She dances without a care

and lives in a world with nothing;

she doesn't know about rules.

She acts so happy

when she really is so sad.

She doesn't know who she is

or what she is. 

She doesn't know how to control herself.

It scares her.

She hurts herself,

She hurts others,

She's as volatile as the plague,

as biologically insane

as a cancer of the brain.

Under the stars,

even the most gruesome of sicknesses

become beautiful bio-hazards.

You love her, don’t you?

Why don’t you tell her?

Before its too late.

It could save her life.

Reviews

[Wolfwind]

I get from this piece the idea that acceptance is something both wanted and needed in life. One is more than just a shell, more than just actions. They are the sum of all the little attributes, many of which will be kept behind closed doors.

I liked the flow and the descriptive images you wove into this work of ink. It really brought home a strong message.

Aaron

[Mellisa]

Thank you, I am glad that the point that I was trying to get across made it's way.

[zainul]

The poem advocates strongly about loving a person at proper time.
I adore your gesture.

[Kerri Hart]

truly beautiful

[Mellisa]

Thank you very much.

[Kerri Hart]

no problem