the blood drips from the page
staining and straining
wanting to reach the emptiness
these words tumble from my mind
of all the pain i've felt

i release the anger through my hands
dirty tears reach my lips
silent curses thrown into darkness
i look to the bloodied knife
trying to forget what i've done

knowing the escape is near
fingers going numb i stop myself
not another thought
streams and trails flow slowly now
as i'm drained of my very life

lines between reality and dream are blurred
eyes softly closing
wanting to drift away in a dream
to leave all the filth behind
forgetting those who have wounded me

these last words for you
not so kind and not so pleasant
but all are raw and from the end of my mind
the scent of my crimson water will forever remain
spoiled all over this