running around in circles with scissors in my hand,
i cut myself .
one two three times
i let you see the blood, i let you touch it and i let you smell it
and i let you bathe completely in the drops of blood that rained down from my eyes, my fingertips, my thighs, and the ends of my damaged hair
i became dependant on your daily intake
i grew weak in pursuit of your own
but you ran and ran with it
you took my self in pints
you took me in gallons
365 days
365 days
365 days
i sat and i wept the blood that you wiped off my chin
and you took it and you took it and you took it
you drank it and you bathed in it and you smelled it
i watched you as you got drunk off of me
until you threw it all up
until you threw me all up
until you got too sick and you threw it up in the bathroom, in the car, in the living room, and on the bed that we ****** on
and finally you were done
and with a half dead woman lying at your feet, waiting for a drop or 2 of your own, you walked away
123 , 3000 miles to the east
and i lay there for 3 months waiting for your return
and i made more cuts in order to lure you
and i let my blood spill for 1 2 3 months until i woke up.
it was time.
it was time to lick my wounds clean
dry
healthy again
on my own, i healed.