Blood, Sweat, and Tears...Mostly Blood </3

Tears on my face.

My hands, my pillow.

Tears everywhere.

Suffocating depression.

I can't breathe.

I can't think.

Blood from the scars.

As constant reminders.

The wounds won't heal.

They're too deep.

They continue to bleed and burn.

They never stop.

I'm sinking and drowning.

In my own blood and tears.

Bruised and scarred.

And torn apart.

They keep coming and suffocating.

Blood, Sweat and Tears...Mostly Blood.

You make me bleed.