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Zita's Poetry Korner

Collected poems + some stuff written by me...

Featured Poem:

Scar Tissue
by Zita

some wounds won't heal
the pain keeps
writhing
writhing
in my head
pictures flash before my eyes

these scars will never close

love's cost me everything dear
the hate keeps
stinging
stinging
my whole mind
everything's faded and ugly

these scars will never close

no one there to help this time
the memory keeps
burning
burning
through my heart
my hope is drowned forever

these scars will never close

life seems pointless now
the knife keeps
calling
calling
my eyes are
rivited to it's keen escape

these scars will never close

time can't heal my wounds
the frost is
biting
biting
at my soul
emotion's numbed, but pain is harsh

these scars will never close

torment stalks my every turn
the cuts keep
bleeding
bleeding
it won't stop
my tourniquet is dead forever

these scars will never close

More Poems by Zita
:

love is...

love is a rope
binding us together
never releasing

love is a star
bright and clear
just out of reach

love is a rose
thorns that make
me bleed inside

love is a frost
numbs my soul
freezes my heart

love is a river
it pulls me down
and drags me under

love is a flame
flares and dies
with no warning

love is a song
clashing and painful
splits my head

love is a sun
when it dies
my world crashes

love is a drug
addictive, manipulating
i can't live without

love was you
but now you're gone
i'm dead inside

love was me
now torn by grief
driven by hate

love was us
we were one
now ripped apart

love is gone
never coming back
never let my die

Rush

numb the pain
bloodlust
power it gives
the rush

a drug that leaves you
wanting
more violence
the rush

can't contoll it
dying
dead bodies
the rush

i hate this life
screaming
can't help it
the rush

what am i doing?
screaming
can't help it
the rush

what is happening?
screaming
can't help it
the rush


i love this
blood
killing
power
the rush

i hate this
dying
screaming
dead bodies
the rush


numb the pain
bloodlust
power it gives

the rush

Poems by Zita © 2003