Drops of Pain

By , Tampa, FL
One drop. Two drop. Three drop.
Blood flows without a stop.
Dripping on the ground.
Making no sound.
The pool of blood under my hand.
The tears I can't stand.
Thinking about life.
The sudden pain of the sharp knife.
Memories finally fading away.
Dreams that are forgotten today.
Slowly drifting apart.
Leaving behind a broken heart.
Closing my eyes.
Giving into the lies.
I just want to die.
I'm sorry and good bye.





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