Poems//Paris Grose

Vacant veins

My veins are vacant,
To be filled with your love
And you keep sucking my blood
To make room for yourself
But you sucked it all up
And didn't fill it back, FUCK
You have left me so empty
I'm left with my vacant veins
And no life left in me at all
It's 4am in the morning
You have left me feeling blanker
Much blanker than the wall in which I am staring
Fuck you hurt so god damn much
Hurt me more than the stains I leave on my own skin
The stains in which you compelled me to make,
Stains made with the blade of your hate,
The hate that left me with these fucking vacant veins