Cold Crimson

another poem with a twisted plot about a terrible friend

SLASH SLASH DRIP DRIP

A pool of blood on a mirror 

every chance I get.

Why.........

No, I'm not emo

Not to end my life, no.

But because I want to see,

To see the crimson drops leave my warm body

And fall into a cold mirror.

My crimson blood, once so warm, suddenly turning cold.

There is an irony to all this...........

That it's reminds me of you.

You said that you would have my back,

But you put me down.

Promised to tell the truth,

then tell lies about me.........

My blood is the very life I'm willing to give to my friends. 

I would gladly give up my life for them.

But for you.... even if you needed a single drop

of the crimson warmth.

You would get none...........

Now back to the question:

Why do I let my blood drop on the mirror.

The answers is simple:

It's a reminder to never have a friend like you

Author's Note

just to tell u this: I'VE NEVER DONE THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i wuz just randomly got the idea from a roleplay

Reviews

[Cassie Holloway]

Go roleplaying. I liked this. Some people I knew were like this (others pretended). I would probably lay down my life for my friends. But to see the heart break was interesting. Nice job.