 | This blood is my obsession,
It takes away my control,
I try and find a solution,
But can't seem to let go.
This blood becomes an addiction,
It's worse than cigarettes,
I stare with eyes wide open,
At every single drip.
Dripping,
Blood a crimson glow.
I love it more,
More than you'll ever know.
I need some more,
Some more of that crimson glow.
Explaining to my family,
Just how this makes me feel,
I think about how hard it is,
I hope that they can deal.
But Mother won't listen,
And father turns his back,
Sisters eyes glisten,
And everything goes black.
Dripping,
Blood a crimson glow.
I love it more,
More than you'll ever know.
I need some more,
Some more of that crimson glow.
Up in my room I cry,
Into the silent night.
I wish my family knew,
I wish they wouldn't fight.
They yell and say I'm lying.
That I don't love that blood,
But they don't see the light in my eyes,
As the crimson won't stop.
Dripping,
Blood a crimson glow.
I love it more,
More than you'll ever know.
I need some more,
Some more of that crimson glow.
Written by PoetEmily15
Submitted by PoetEmily15 |  |
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