Momentary Solace Date: Friday, 2nd January 2009 @ 04:10:10 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: Benjina Standing in front of a mirror With glazed eyes I look upon myself Such disdain Scars that cover my skin Scars that cover a past A dark past One filled with anguish And so I think about it Opening my veins So immoral yet satisfying Stuck in between Temptation strikes Can’t help but to satisfy my urge My urge for release I submit to it As the blade pierces my skin And the blood colours my arm red It trickles down my arm With it the pain that filled me Washed away Some sort of solace At least for now This poem is Copyright © Benjina Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=147175