Sacrifice Poem by Kathryn Garner

take my darkest feelings
murder my sweet naive blood
a sacrifice to a worlds healing
till this so called love or life is done

oh this blood, spilled
now holds all your shame
tainted, your sin has filled
my vacant veins with pain
and remorse
for my innocence
of course

i remeber as the dagger
dragged so slowing down
my every pulse, and breathing stagger
till in this own dead blood i drown

over whelmed, over comed
i'd give anything to take you
and all the things i would have done
every infliction, i would lovinly do