Blood

by Angel   Apr 4, 2006


The knife that cuts quickly
is painless till the blood oozes
Only when it bleeds is it noticeable
Blood streaming down their arms
dripping from their fingers
into a fresh puddle of blood
Murder. Suicide.
The only way life truly ends
When blood is everywhere
splashed on the walls
running down the mirrors
dotting the windows
trailing the floor
soaking in soil
The screams from within the house
when the bodies are found
blood running from their mouth
dripping from their wide, frightened, & opened eyes

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  • 18 years ago

    by PURE HEART

    Hmmmm good job! nice words......pain can b felt thru ur words
    keep writing..

  • 18 years ago

    by The Black Angel Lloyd Rose

    You commented on mine, so i thought i'd do the same. Great imagery and use of words. keep up the good work.