The Dripping of Blood.

*this poem i just made up off the top of my head...please let me no how i did.

drip drip
hear the blood.
drip drip
to the floor.
hear the slice of tough skin.
dying painfully is my sin.
drip drip
hear the blood.
thump thump
of my heart.
there is life in me still, don't complain.
but not for much longer
i cry in vain.
drip drip
hear the blood.
drip drip
to the floor.
blood stains the skin.
dying now is my sin.