I want to bleed
Let the blood run down my arm
Down my legs
Drip slowly
Warm liquid flow over my bare skin
The wounds heal slowly
The blood eases my mind
But I can't
They watch me
They watch for the blood on my sheets
They wash the sheets and find more blood
Dried blood
The blades dull over time
They don't bleed when they are dull
Sharp blades and oozing blood
My arms are dark red with dried blood
Purple and white scars under the blood
More
I want more
Dried blood on the floor I forget to clean
Whatever
What will they do
Take me away?
They don't care enough
The blood is my life
I need it to keep me right
But it's not right
I don't care
The drops fill my thoughts
Dripping and the flow of blood is all there is
Who have I become
