They say blood is thicker then water
Family is family
They're wrong
Family are the first to leave you in your grave
To pull the plug
Leaving you to wither away
Like dust in the wind
Blood
It's what's supposed to connect you
But the only connection you have it the blade hitting your skin
Then the blood is real
On your floor
Leaving a sensation close to doing heroin
It's your drug of choice
To feel the blood on your arms
But then again they say blood is thicker then water
They're always wrong
YOU ARE READING
the depths of my despair
PoetryYin & Yang . The good ,The bad. A balance between the two. This is the dark finding it's light through the depths of despair.
