Its blue
Sad
Gone red
Mad
It drips
And falls
Dark red,
Liquid everywhere
Pooling
My eyes flutter
I'm struggling to keep them open
Why did I do it?
It makes me leace the one I love...
I shoot awake
Sweating...
Panting...
I look at my arm
Only scars show
No dried blood to be found
I look around my room
And see him
He softly smiles
I get up and hug him
Thinking its the one I love
I'm wrong
A knife goes through my gut...
Then out
Its the figure
Hes back
-E.G.
YOU ARE READING
You know bits and pieces
Poetrythis story is for anyone who wanta to read it... it might be a trigger warning to some sensitive people. I'm sensitive. this is my life. it may spund like drama... but its all true. This is my life in the form of poems. Heart felt meaningful poems...
