Blood thirsty
The blood pours from her self inflicted wound
My mouth waters as I see it dripping from her wrist
My lip trembles achingly as I know, the taste can’t touch my tongue
and the reality sets in that, i wouldn’t mind if she died young
but My eyes got big when she asked me what to do
because there was only one thing on my mind
and that’s only what i wanted to do.
dark rich blood, beautiful and thick
I can’t stop staring, it’s attractive and sick
she cut some more,
I whisper a little more deep
and so she did, and she began to weep
I held her close, with my arms around her tight
but the urge was there, the one I still try to fight
I held her through the day but in the end, i have nothing to say
because i love when the blood pours from her veins
but if she knew... I might have to be put on chains
