the poison of blood
oh my wonderful drug
of poisonous blood
of pain
as i take the knife
all my tools are here
digging in deeper
clawing at the skin
i take a shaking hand
scarred , bruised and dripping crimson
i smile weakly at the long,sharp,claws
and dip them into my throat
as i try to rip out my life
any decency i once had…
shattered,faded,destroyed
its the poison of blood..
as it drips down my neck
i swirl my fingers around, dyeing them in scarlet
i lick the blood and tears
i want more
i want more…
i want it to be over
and too be never ending pools of poison
as i grab the knife…
i want more poison of blood…
i want more of this deadly drug…