Crimson drops fall to the floor.
One.
Two.
Three.
Needing to, I slash some more.
One.
Two.
Three.
Again.
One.
Two.
Three.
And again.
One.
Two.
Three.
It'll all soon be over
So I close my eyes
And count to three.
One.
Two.
Three.
YOU ARE READING
To Infinity & Beyond
PoetryA collection of my poems. I usually write dark poetry, but you never know what you can find in here. To Infinity & Beyond. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Copyright © *Unedited and a Work in Progress
