your words
they cut me, they're almost like a knife, sharp and can cause so much pain.
you don't even know that you're cutting me over and over.
you then throw me into the dark, and let me bleed and you...seem to laugh and grin at me as you leave...damn you.
i shed some tears because of the pain and i know that i'll never smile or be the the same again.
my eyes grow wide when i notice the pool of blood around me, it's a crimson colour that people would say it's lovely, my blood.
blood on my hands and blood everywhere, even the room is strangely the colour of my own blood
because you cut me, everything turns
blood red
