5th Attempt: Feb 9

Oh lovely blood. Oh beauty
blood. Falling out of
my skin in droplets so
peacefully. So beautiful.

So real. So fresh. So solid.
I want to let go. Go free.
Go wild.

The lines appear so fast, and rapid
I see more droplets.
I lick it. I taste the substance
resting on my lips.

The cuts burn, I feel the bumps against my
bloody lips. My vampiric senses come alive
I keep sucking on the spot until

my lips become bruised and
everything goes away.
I give up. The will
never understand.

5th Attempt.