Blood and Tears

I firmly tighten my fist

grab the blade and cut my wrist

I just can't take it anymore

how could I believe you, you stupid w***e

you got what you wanted and left before i could wake

you stupid dirty rotten snake

wish you could see the blood flow

the cut won't diminish ,but grow

watch the warm delicious blood

I'll let it in my mouth and let it flood

would you like a taste?

its a delicious red paste

it is sweet but metallic

and no, I'm not satanic

but there is another liquid in the mix and its clear

it has the smell of fear

ha its a tear

but it tastes so good

better than any food

blood and tears what a tasty combination

it will exceed your expectation

Reviews

[Babbette Francis]

WICKED~

[Katherine Wyatt]

Wow..intense ..dark...the flow is very good...

[ruth]

mr emmanuel! this poem is scary..but extraordinary.. alot of description in it...
still scary...oooo
-ruth(a.k.a. mrs)