Old poem, what do you think?

I stood by
And watched you die inside
How could I do that,
Just let our memories
Go down the drain
A watched as you
Sliced your arm
The blood fell
And left little pools of blood,
Your blue tears
Danced and mingled with
The blood red sea,
Fear and pain
overtook me
As I watched
Myself die inside.

(If you dont understand it I will gladly tell you what it means.)

omg, I luv your poem. personally, I luv anything painful and has to do with emo stuff because im obsessed with emo. its so sad and meaningful. good work.♥♥♥

I love it- it totally reflects the mix of emotions involved in the subject matter- with a little polishing up, I would possibly publish it.
I have a lot of poems such as this in my old notebooks - from the time period when I was cutting- it is kind of scary that I was ever "there", but my poetry was therapeutic- and in a way- life saving.
hope the picking up the pen is saving you from the implement of cutting.
keep writing. it will do you good to get it out on paper.

I love it!
its really good!

OK I love poetry as much as the next person, but this is just a little too morbid..more power to the poet for great xpression...I guess they achieved their aim if it was to make my blood run cold. mayb I'm too shallow but hells bells death and ghore nah too deep for me.intersting read though

ok number one you asked "what I think" so that's what I think ...number 2 I must say how sorry I am if I offended you it was not my intention but rather my opinion. the word morbid can have a few adjective meanings moody,melancholic,and dark to name a few.Now anyone who can feel these things and xpect a yippee for you your poem sends of positive energy , is I'm afraid not getting it from me...all pain passes we allowed to feel like we live in a cacoon and cann't lift a finger to change things, but guess what you can change it if you choose to, step one is completed you know you have a problem u've written about it which implies you have brains enough to figure out a plan of action.B honest sitting on u'r pitty pot has inspired you 2 write good poetry but not much else.u have great talent 4 xpressing u'rself & the curse of those blessed with passion is often pain.Please lighten up, life is so sh*tty I know but it can b fun too.agian if I have offended I am sorry but for my honesty I am not

I LOVE this poem:D
its gnarlyy.
Do you mind if I use it on my myspace?
lol.
I wouldnt say it was mine, I would put it under your name:D