BLOOD

by Kristine   Oct 13, 2006


All I see is this red liquid,
Comin outr of my wrist, drippin fluid.
Blood of mine flows like a well,
look at this knife oops i feel.
Not suicide to blame, but my brain,
Lookin at my blood just drain and drain.
My body gets lighter and lighter as I write,
I\'m the only fear, for I am your fright.
Thoughts that make me want to die
You asswhole you promised I wouldn\'t feel it, do it, or speak it,
But it\'z to late T\'ve done it so say good-nite.
I see my own blood ha ha so cry
I feel this pain oh well it\'z my time to die!

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  • 17 years ago

    by Roxy

    Grate poem.
    Very sad and depressing but means alot.
    Has alot of emotiona nd great rythmes.
    xoxroxyxox