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Run Me Dry

Poetry By: iola ried

Wake me up inside
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run
Before I come undone
Save me from the nothing I've become

Submitted:May 5, 2012    Reads: 15    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

Run Me Dry

You silently scream to nothing

Crying out for something

To make you want to stay

Instead of wishing life away


Hopelessness hits you severe

Will you ever find your way out of here?

When did happiness cease to exist?

Your hands are tight in unbreakable fists


Cushioned in them is a blunt blade

The only thing that can make the hurt fade

Sweet sorrow pumps through your veins

Taking your life would make you immune to pain


So you draw neatly across your lifeline

The red liquid shows and you know you'll be fine

There are no wars left for you to fight

No surrenders to give to the night


You lay back feeling weightless

Ending your life has so little fuss

Cover the cut with a gentle sigh

And bid your blood to run you dry


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