Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2011
Streaming tears,

Flowing out like a flooded dam.

You're holding something,

You're bleeding out..

Who wounded you so harshly?

Even in this room so pitch black,

I can see your blood,

Running out like the flames of Hell.

WHO THE HELL DID THIS TO YOU?!



You fall back and faint from your last breathe,

A faint that will last forever.

There's streaming tears

mixed, tears and blood.

The silver stained glint in the dark..

Tells me that..

You did this to yourself..

A sad story you told me...

Mixed, tears and blood..

It's your

Mixed, tears and blood..



YOUR story..

Mixed,

Tears..

And

Blood..
Melody
Written by
Melody
473
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems