This Crimson Liquid

by Chels   Mar 8, 2006


Preparing for this death,
to stop this crimson liquid circle of life from running along.
From under the bed she pulls her knife of which daddy gave her.
She start at the jaw, on slit on the right side one to the left, thy blood starts to drizzle down the neck.
Next, she slides it along her stomach piercing her naked body, and blood oozes down bathing her torso in red.
Then, three lines on each thigh for blood to swirl on thous legs.
Moving back up she brings the steel paintbrush to each of her cheeks, the warm liquid runs down her face, feeling good as for the first time it is not tears but blood that falls.
This crimson liquid is now all around her, sliding past her hips in between her toes, outlining the bodes of a beautiful woman, for once warmness surrounds her.
A single tear is drawn from her eye, and now she will be leaving this world, just like the day she came in.
A bright light slowly approaches her, and as she opens her eyes a new day is to be broken in.

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Okay, I know this is pretty weird, but I just felt like doing it, haha, do you get the ending? Okay I am done now, I am such a dork.

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  • 18 years ago

    by out of death

    I like this poem... there's just something about it.

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