YOU ARE READING Things I don't say Poetry Semi-true, semi-fiction. Blood 32 0 0 by CollideWithTheDivine by CollideWithTheDivine Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Rushing from my new wrist wounds, dripping on my bed and running down my arm. I love the pain, I love the poison. It makes me feel something unreal again.