Painting The Room Red v.2

I wasn't satisfied with the first "Painting The Room Red" poem, so I decided to make some changes and I love it more!!

Got a feeling in my body 

That I can't get rid of 

It twists in my tummy 

And makes me feel sick 

 
 

Got a shadow of pain 

That hovers around 

It creeps into my body 

And pushes me to hell 

 
 

Got lines on my arms 

And covers my wrists 

They bleed bright red 

And drip off my skin 

 
 

Got an ache in my heart 

It hurts so much 

It's crept into my soul 

And it sings like art 

 
 

I got a gun to my head 

I take a deep breath 

I pull the trigger 

And it paints the room red