Blood .

Subject: Blood . Fri Mar 13, 2009 4:40 pm

Blood

Blood,
A deep crimson red
Flows from my arms
Washes away my pain

Pain,
In my heart
Breaks me
Makes me cut

Cut,
On my wrist
A tiny slit
A scar on my heart

Heart,
An emotionless organ
A dark black hole
Small, frail and broken

Broken,
My heart, my soul
Bleeding from sadness
You can see it in my eyes

Eyes,
A window to a broken soul
Hidden emotions
Comforting tears

Tears,
Streaking my face
Mingle with the blood on my wrists
Flowing from anger

Anger,
What you make my feel
Burning in my body
Craving for blood

Blood,
A deep crimson red
Flowing from my arms
Washing away my pain.

Subject: Re: Blood . Fri Mar 27, 2009 7:14 pm

Thanks alot.............