nice, vivid images, and you can almost see, smell, and taste your wods...well done!

this was so, powerful. (: like the line "staining the porcelain red with my love" was like woah. I imagined someone's heart bleeding on kitchen tiles. like the shirt is being stained and it's just bleeding as the guy walks out. I like the whole picture the poem portrays. and a lot of words that you used were just like, perfect. (:

Fuck, darling, this is Wonderful.

I adore all the imagery you used-this poem is perfect with it's flow and vivid descriptions.

Gorgeous. Fantastic. I think this is my new drug, doll face.

&hearts Alice

This is great, I love it - the intensity of the emotions and everything. I particulary liked the last three lines. Keep writing!

And thanks for the review :)

Lisa

I really liked this one. Great job with it!

Is it ok if I put your poem "Looking But Not Seeing" in my Fictionpress profile as my favoret poem? And don't worry I'll give you the credit for it. I just really love that poem. Thank you.

Love, Ellen

i love the feeling of apathy and indifference portrayed by the secondary party. it really contrasts the obvious need of the other person.

and thank you for reviewing my poem!

Ooh. Very, very good. I love that you used the word "cannabis" (I swear I'm in the wrong grade, every time I mention 'cannabis' while they're talking about drugs they go like 'Huh? What does that have to do with drugs?'. Frickin' morons.)

I liked the personification "the door screams as you walk out", and if I had been given that line as a prompt, I probably would have written after it (in italics) 'But if you won't listen to mine, it's probably doomed.'

Yeah, I'm a weirdo.

Angst is my crack, yo.

Off to take my medication now.

Fading Innocence

'dazzle me with your hypocrisy'

oh shit. this is incredible. so painful and just so much to it. it's a fave.

"staining the porcelain red with my love"ah, what a fantasic line. I love some of the combuinations of words you've used in this, keep writing )