There's blood on the floor
It stained the carpet red
And your lips, they're a terrifying shade of blue
There's a knife in my hand
It's pointed at you
Red drips from the edge
It falls from my grip
Your body screams pain
And your eyes, betrayel
I turn away
A gasp echoes through the room
Silence surrounds me
It's suffocating
I walk out, left through the door
They asked me later
"Why?", they cried
If only they knew,
that I didn't have a heart made of ice
until you froze it.
-you just didn't realize it would backfire on you
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When the Mind Wanders
Poetry"Just words extracted from the depths of the my heart and from the corners of my mind."
