Blood 'n' Death

Blood n death are on your hands
I slice my throat ear to ear
I let you watch me die
So you will no what you did to thee
There you are standing in my pond of blood
in which you do not feel ashamed
Love, joy n happiness
there is no such this (at least for me)
to once had them
but you killed my hopes and my dreams

Slitting my wrists
Slicing my throat (wide open)
I let my blood pore out from my body
I smell blood everywhere I go even I smell it when I am writing this poem
I wonna die and I am
No point of living any more
without you in my life