Drip drop One tear two tear Drip drop One puddle two puddle This **** is getting old Tears falling on the inside of my face Too shy to show their face Yet the reopened scars on my wrist Dance nakedly in public Drip drop My tears drip Into the depths of my throat The feelings all but pleasant Choaking and coughing Of every one that pelts my trachea Drip drop My blood drops Creating puddle after puddle I'm afraid to even look at my feet Because I know their all overflowing They say blood is thicker than water Yet they dance so elegantly together When their the ones that are drowning me All because I'm afraid you'll say its my time to go Pack up my **** and hit the road Drip drop It's kind of annoying I'm glad I only have a few seconds left Till the facet in my veins and tear ducts Finally close themselves Or the water company realizes I'm not paying the bill
I don't know what's up with depressing poems all of a sudden