Drop by drop...

[Veros]

Drip, drip, drip,
It falls to the ground,
Dotting the path I've taken.

Drip, drip, drip,
Drop by drop I weaken,
More and more of it spills out.

Drop by drop my blood dots the path I've taken,
Drop by drop it flows from me,
Dots forming along my path.

Drip, drip, drip,
The blood drops land in small puddles,
As I bleed.

Dots forming beneath me,
Made of my life's blood,
Collecting into small pools.

Dot by dot is stains my path,
Drop by drop I come closer to death,
Drop by drop...

[Subtle]

This is a fairly well written poem. The only mechanical gripe I have with this is the unstructered repetition of drips and drops, the rest is well put together. As far as substance, the poem conveys its message clearly but seems devoid of personality. Theres no emotional connotation or, build up or resoltuion. Still, better than other poems on the board.

[Veros]

Thanks... I personally didn't really finish it untill just about 2 days ago...

'Drip, drip, drip,
It falls to the ground,
Dotting the path I've taken.

Drip, drip, drip,
Drop by drop I weaken,
More and more of it spills out.

Drop by drop my blood dots the path I've taken,
Drop by drop it flows from me,
Dots forming along my path.

Drip, drip, drip,
The blood drops land in small puddles,
As I bleed.

Dots forming beneath me,
Made of my life's blood,
Collecting into small pools.

Dot by dot is stains my path,
Drop by drop I come closer to death,
Drop by drop.

Drip, drip, drip,
It falls down to the ground,
With it parts of me.

Drop by drop,
It drives closer,
To an unending sleep.

Drop by drop,
It dots the path I've chosen,
Littering it with blood.

Dots forming below,
Collecting on the ground soaked with it,
Forming a puddle of blood.

Drip, drip, drip,
It hits the gound adding more to it,
Taking from what I have left.

Dot by dot,
Drop by drop,
It spills from me.

Drop by drop,
They fall to the ground,
Flowing from me.

Drip, drip, drip,
They hit the ground,Splattering on my path.

dot by dot,
Filling the path that I've taken,
On this road to you.

Drop by drop,
They flow from me,
Bringing me closer to it.

Dot by dot,
They mark my path,
Ever flowing from myself.'

That is the full thing >>.

[Subtle]

This definitly gives the poem more meaning, but alot of it really seems repetitive and drawn out.

I would also strongly suggest you don't post half a poem here without at least telling us that its only half a poem

[Veros]

I'll remember that, next time...