Blood

The juicy red juice oozed around my arm
it looked delicious, so I licked it, it tasted exactly
as it looks, delicious. I'm so happy
that there was a fresh puddle of it on the ground
in front of me.

I leaned down to drink it
oh how it's like heaven
the excitement rushed as I drink it
but then I heard a voice
I looked up, to see two policemen
staring at my body.

They looked quite frighten, which made me look down
I saw a body in front of me, my own mother
questioning looks invaded my face
I looked around, and see my father
dried up and shriveled, as if he's been drained by blood
I looked at my arms, blood, but no cuts on my arms or anywhere

I stood up, the policemen quickly grabbed their guns
but I merely walked toward my brother's bedroom
to see him in the same state as my father
the policemen grabbed me, I let them arrest me



Whiteness everywhere, a doctor came in to examine me
"looks good so far" he muttered to himself
I thought of how well the juice I like would look
soaked on him...

As he walks away, I went to my bed
grabbed a plastic knife used for food
and sliced my arm to drink the juicy heaven.

Crackheads used drugs to keep them happy
this juicy heaven... is my drug,

Author's Note

Bored, needed a break from doing my homework, so here it is!

Reviews

[Ramya]

Whoa....good one here! Vividly written and gripping to a point. Love the concept, love your poetic flow.

Keep writing!:)

[eeoopig]

Wow nice job

[Sleeping Maiden]

Ha, i loved the idea of this. How fascinating.. blood can cause a thirst for sure. but it all depends on the person. =)
Well, i enjoyed the read. Well done!