Paper cuts
Like razor blades
On tired wrists
A slow release
In rhythmic drips
A clock that ticks
Stretching words
Like knotted rope
From silent lips
Fraying and coarse
The knot–it slips
To snap my neck
Swallowed thoughts
Like colored pills
From bottled hopes
An overdose
A last recourse
My sentence passed
vampireweather 
Love the rhyming structure of this poem. Very deep.
Thank you so much 🙂
As ever beautiful
Thank you, Willow
You have an amazing intensity in your poetry, VW, where pain and beauty collide.
I’m thankful you see both sides. Some days I can only see one. Thank you Angela
Your poetry is like wine on my lips….Very beautiful.
Hugs, Deb xx
That is such a sweet encouragement. Thank you.
What Angela said – I feel the pain in these words, but also the beauty in your style. VW, this poem makes me want to reach out with a poetic, healing hug. Your deep passion, and your spirit shine through in every line. I’m in awe of your writing, and feeling empathy!
I am always grateful for poetic hugs and empathy. Thank you Betty
I also agree with Angela 🙂 I wish you wouldn’t be sad! I have to add, the image so much fits with the poems so good. I love it 🙂
Thank you very much, Autumn
This is a beautiful poem. Amazingly sad and pretty at the same time.
Thank you Lydia
Thank you! For opening up your heart and letting it flow out on this blog.
Beautifully focussed. I do hope that in 2012 you are given something less painful to need to express. I am impressed by what emerges, but I never forget the pain that births them.
Thank you very much ben
“…never forget the pain that births them.”
I like that. It says it 100%.
Thank you
another work of art,as your words paint the inner being and the release of pain.Wonderful VW 🙂
Thank you, my friend. I appreciate the kind words
Your words provoke. The last line is perhaps ambiguous. Has the sentence been passed, or has it passed by? Has the sentence been carried out or has it been set aside? Death/life? Despair/hope?
That depends on how you perceive it. It also depends on what kind of “sentence” you are considering. A collection of words? Or a judgement completed? Hmmmmm
Rats, forgot “God bless.” \o/
Thank you very much, sir
Well, I’m late here, so I have to agree with everyone else…I feel the pain in your words, but your writing is always beautiful, no matter the subject. Sending hugs~
Thank you for the hugs, Lauren
There is always “the exit” available to us…if all else fails.
Indeed there is. Thank you for stopping by, my friend
Once again you have blown me away with your words.
🙂 well I hope I didn’t blow you too far away and you will return again soon
Beautiful poem although dark and depressing and cuts the soul..but then some days and some thoughts…. loved the image you got to teach me how you do it
Thank you. Yes, some days and some thoughts are dark indeed. I appreciate your kind thoughts
You’re amazing with your poems. The words tumble beautifully. I liked “like coloured pills from bottled hopes” – could imagine it. Bottled hopes…
You truly are a poet; your choice of words is clearly crafted.
I really like the picture too.
You are very kind. Thank you for taking time to read my work
Vampireweather, how artfully you describe the condemnations and tiny sentences pronounced by nay-sayers around us. May we all get unconditional pardons in 2012.
Thank you granbee
I think others have already said it all, but I love the structure, the imagery, the straightforwardness of this poem – unflinching.
I tend to forget compliments as soon as I read them so as not to become prideful, therefore your compliments will always be fresh and new regardless of what was said before 🙂
Thank you Holly. Your encouragement is much appreciated
Your poetry is beautiful. It’s kept me speechless.
Then I shall try to form something more unsightly so that you shall visit again and comment more often 🙂
Thank you
Something about this reminded me of Seneca and his end, and while people go on and on about its “sadness” and “beauty”, what I admire about it is its harshness and austerity.
A fitting response, my friend. I feel no shortage of harshness lately. I have often restricted my postings for that very reason, for they are often ceaselessly selfish and discouraging. I appreciate your insight 🙂
although the piece is sad but I am always amazed the way it is presented so beautifully written and the image superb…
And you are ever generous with your wonderful words of encouragement. Thank you
You slash
But instead of a gash
You leave a nick
Again and again
I’d prefer you to evicerate
Than cut me once more
With your paper sharp hate
Beautiful poem about an ugly thing.
Andrea
It sounds like circumstances that could drive one insane. Thank you for sharing. A darkly clever thought indeed 🙂
So happy I decided to dive into this category! Can’t believe I missed this when you actually published it. Loved it.
(Wow, way to sound super-cheerful when the poem was actually really heartbreaking! But I did enjoy it!)
Thank you for taking time to do so. I appreciate your support. And I wouldn’t expect your comments to be as sad as my poetry 🙂
Oh this grabs the heart and gut. I so deeply pray that you are well, my poet friend.
Thank you, my friend. I appreciate the kind thoughts