Thursday, March 5, 2009

Escape

She doesn't sleep very much,
She bled a tablespoon of blood,
It kept her up.

The tissue wrapped a little tight
She pressed down harder
All her insides burning, calling for
her murder

He lined some blades on his tongue
And kissed her gently. Careful to draw blood
It fell softly. Into his palms
It sparkled like her eyes used to.
Oh, they sparkled.

She stared at the mirror
And layered her lipgloss on
It stopped the blood. She bleeds only
the pink liquid now.

Even Her veins flowed with a touch of despair
Desperate to escape
With the next artery she tears
.........."I wish I could just walk,
Right out of this world"

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