Blood flows

Rusty knives and broken blades,
Pain that spirals through decades,
A sea of blood I spilled for you,
To lose the pain you put me through
Raise my knife, bring it down,
Watch blood flow, watch me drown,
It ebbs away; it's not enough,
Pain floods back in a blinding rush,

My head is spinning; my body's tired,
The day is tainted; the glow's mired,
Need the strength to throw away
My life, because it ends today.


Old poem agian like other.

by Devilsson
posted on 03/04/2008