Tuesday, July 26, 2011

blood

Cut me, do I no longer bleed?
What has changed what warning did i not heed?
Slit my wrists and watch the blood pour as ruby red as it has always been and see.
Nothing has changed i am still merely me.
My heart still beats merely for you, but does yours beat for me too?
by my feet is a pool of ruby red.
Perhaps now I shall finally be dead?