The scarlet syrup seeps from the gaping hole in my body.
I can't stop it even though I want to.
I love her but she doesn't even notice me.
The shining sliver flash of the blade is a friendly companion now.
...
Why, Does This Happen To Me?
The scarlet syrup seeps from the gaping hole in my body.
I can't stop it even though I want to.
I love her but she doesn't even notice me.
The shining sliver flash of the blade is a friendly companion now.
(I know it's not long or great but.... oh well)
Wow this was an amazing poem, I was crying because it was so good. I mean first of all It was a proper poem, second it was a poem, third of all it was STILL a poem. Overall i am going to menstruate in my hammock