Flowing Blood
 
Slice!
Let the blood flow out from the cut,
Let the pain flow, let the poison come out.
The burden on my heart, the poison coursing through my veins,
It                    Is                    Love
We met, on a night like this,
Where the poems were dark and the songs were cold.
But I saw the light in your face,
I saw the warmth in your heart.
But now, all I see is cold darkness
And I shudder.
I played with fire and got burnt.
I played with knives and I got cut.
Now I let the blood flow
Let out the poison, let out the pain.
This wound will never heal,
Never close.
I’ll open it again and again if it does.
For it’s a reminder,
A reminder to never play these games again,
At least…
Not with you.