I woke up from a drean with this in my head so I wrote it down.
Blood is dripping [A life draining away]
Blood is drippinginto a red pool onto the floor,
The pool is spreading with each drip
blood begins seeping out
underneath the locked bathroom door.
Inside a model is lying
unconsicious in the bath,
her slit wrist hanging over the white edge
an anorexic figure -
that couldn't succumb to the industry's pressure anymore -
another life draining away
with every drop of blood that falls to the floor.
She thought her only option left
was if she died
she believed no-one would miss her,
but she's left her problems for others
and a family wondering 'why?'
is forever left behind to cry.
Blood is dripping
into a red pool onto the floor,
a note left behind
"I'm sorry -
I just could not take it anymore".
09/02/06
Poetry by liz munro
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Written on 2006-02-09 at 03:35
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