Darling Ver's Poetry

bloody yet beautiful

i dont want to tell you why i wrote this one...

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bloody yet beautiful

the blood drips so easily
the red color looking so pretty on my skin
dripping from pale thighs to the fabric of the mattress
uncontrollable urges pushing through as the razor drags into skin
the shiny silver razor against light pale skin
cutting deep enough to see a scar

knowing itll burn later
but not caring in the moment as the crimson color leaks from skin
leaking from all sides
leaking from cuts of different shape
of different directions
on different spots

the beautiful crimson color staining the white mattress
but not a care to way it wont come out
staring at the color dripping so beautifully
hoping itll run out
hoping the pain and dark urges inside will stop

wanting the voices to hush
wanting the pain to go away
wanting and wishing for it to all stop
just waiting for it to go away

the voices slowly stop
same with the tears
the does the color stop leaking?
it does not
watch the color
watch in amazement

watch as the color drips and leaks from the source
not wishing for the color to stop
but wishing for the world to just end
wishing for the endless torment of time to slow
wishing the needles would stop puncturing the brain in tormenting pain

the color is beautiful
the deep red
the deep crimson red
it leaks from skin
right from the source