Tuesday, November 2, 2010

in cold blood

Sheer cold blood,
Icy as chilling steel,
Pain drowning out every thing,
The good,
The bad,
Numb to happiness,
Could calculating tears tell me what will be my fate,
Fated to pain,
Fated to be abandoned,
Fated to mistreatment,
I could only hope for a painless slumber…..
To cease ………
To end this weary delusion..
To stop the violent shaking
As blood ….sweet blood drips from my hands
I smile …
For it is my own
Candy red
Delightfully deadly
My mortal wound

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