The blade drips with blood,

And clashes to the floor,

Spattering blood in its wake.

I look down to see my hand shaking,

And watch the blood,

Roll down my arm.

A tear falls from my eye,

It runs down my cheek and drops,

And becomes lost in a sea of blood,

Now the pain that was trapped,

Inside of my heart,

Now shows on the outside.

I smile at how ironic that seems,

As I fall silently to the floor,

And close my eyes in an endless slumber.

~Jolyn