Each Drop of Blood
In each drop,
There is only but a memory,
One that slips away from us,
One that we hope to never get back.
Drip, drip, drip!
There went three of your mistakes:
The guy that you want to forget about,
The fight you had with your ex-best friend,
And the night that you let everything be taken away.
You wish you could erase the pain,
But it will never get rid of the scars.
Whether or not they are hidden or nonexistent,
They will always haunt you
Because with each time you've bled,
A part of you just goes down the drain.