It's The Blood That Drips

It's The Blood That Drips

A Poem by Unloved_kitty

You will never see these scars,
No one will,
Oh it felt so good,
Oh they're so pretty.

The angry lines on my body,
One more wont change anything,
It'll make me feel so much better,
The cold blade gliding over my skin,
The red liquid dripping to the floor,
Painting it crimson.

It's too late to save me,
You told me you'll never hurt me,
Well you did,
The pain you caused me,
You're so unaware of.

Fake a smile,
The one which you fell for,
Too blind that you can't see the hurt,
See the agony I'm in.



Tears don't fall from my body,
It's the blood that drips.

© 2011 Unloved_kitty


Author's Note

Unloved_kitty
Quite a bad poem but oh well

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Added on December 7, 2011
Last Updated on December 7, 2011

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Unloved_kitty
Unloved_kitty

London, United Kingdom