Blood
by Misti Dawn
So sharp So quick So sure in its final destination Blood drips down my arm And spreads like a spider web across my hands And drips from my finger tips Pooling at my feet To stain the white carpet red Caught up in the intense red color I can’t even remember why I can’t remember why I shouldn’t Then I remember him And how much I love him And how I never wanna lose him What have I done? |