Tell Me How To Do This

How do I do this, when I don't even 

BEGIN to understand, 

don't even pre-tend to see my hands as

part of a whole, as part of my body which

carries me, slightly broken, throughout these fading days?

I wish I was a fairy, an 

ethereal monster that kills the sunlight,

each 

gorgeous

drop 

of blood, staining my heart, and giving me reason after reason to LOVE,

to f*****g 

love

how I do. 

Reviews

[Faiza Iqbal]

"each

gorgeous

drop

of blood, staining my heart, and giving me reason after reason to LOVE"
Such great lines! What a beautiful piece overall. Well done.

[Haneefah]

Well done dear.
This piece quenched the thirst of mystery in my throat.

[John the Baptist]

I've wondered what goes on in the mind of a serial killer. Now I know. Perfectly chilling. Well done.