Blood Red Tears

Tears of blood go down her cheeks,
Leaving blood red trails.
She looks at the razor not giving a care,
With no second thoughts her skin tears.
Her blood matching her tears,
As they both streak down her skin,
Leaving blood red trails.
She sits down on the tombstone.
She cries out one last time,
A sound that could make angels cry.
She looks at the sky then turns away for she knows she will go to hell on this day.
Her blood and tears streak down the tombstone,
Leaving blood red trails.
Her spirit withers away whispering silent goodbyes.
Her mind begins to play with her soon coming demise.
Her hands fall to her sides, in deaths silent grasp.
She tumbles off her tombstone and succumbs to Satan’s evil laugh.
The blood streaks the ground where her body laid
Leaving blood red trails
Her screams come up from hell in a shreak that would make angels cringe
Feel for this broken soul of blood red tears.