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.