Draining

The blood is flowing...

I hate you 

I hate the way you make me feel

The blade rushes past my skin 

Washing my soul with blood

The lines on my arm grow longer

Blood spills out like the tears

The razor is cold yet so warm 

So sharp leaving no skin uncut

I hate myself

I hate myself for letting you get to me

Scrapping the blade across my skin

Letting your disease drain from my soul

Pushing the razor further inside

Feeling no pain or happiness 

Letting everything you did to me out 

Draining what’s left of your disease 

Cutting across my wrist 

Craving out the skin 

Giving my troubles a way to escape

Craving your name into my blooded arm  

Reviews

[ron]

I don't know what to say to this Manda. It hurts me that someone would make you feel this way :):):):):)

[MandaBear]

It's just a Halloween inspired poem. I was inspired by the Id channel. I was feeling Halloween-ish lol