Poems

Blood of the Innocent (Crack poem)

-This is just a dumb poem I wrote about periods lol it's a little gross if you don't like bodily functions-

Hi I'm Johnny

And though you can't see,

there's a uterus

Inside of me.

And every month,

The walls are torn,

Because there was

No baby born.

My vagina hurts,

But I'm not the first 

One to complain

Of period pain.

My pad is full,

My thighs are wet,

Soaked with the blood

Of the innocent.

My crotch is drenched

With a deep red sheen,

My underwear

Looks like a murder scene.

But I pretend

That it's all okay.

Four hours on end,

For seven days.

I'm not a girl,

Yet here I sit,

Drenched in the blood

Of the innocent.