Archive for the ‘blood’ Tag
a broken note..
in a moment of silence, steps out onto the stage…
whispers of wicked cruelty ringing in my ears
darkened lights, curtain draws a slow and painful regress….
A need to bleed
Scraping the skin on my wrists, waiting….
Scraping the skin on my arms, waiting….
Scraping the skin on my neck, waiting….
but no blood flows.
Cutting the skin on my face, waiting….
Cutting the skin on my torso, waiting….
Cutting the skin on my legs, waiting….
but no blood flows
Carefully, opening my chest, between my ribs, waiting….
Carefully, piercing my heart with a knife, waiting….
but no blood flows
because, I thought you were joking
when you said you’d take it all.
Fine Lines were…
the expression on her face, as life ran from her.
the coldness in her breath as it left unwillingly.
the steamy moist desire of red, flowing freely.
exploration of her hand, grasping at fading strands of hope.
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