My blood pounds
i hear it in my ears
red liquid in the sink
its still dripping
i hold my wrist
above the marble still
i black out
a few seconds at a time
cant focus
drip
drip
drip
it falls on the white carpet now
i stumble and fall
lay my head down
i let it all slip
and now its drained out
i see a man
with white wings
he picks me up
the blood isnt dripping anymore
i realize hes an angel
my clothes are black
and im dropped
and i think ill land
but instead i jerk
ragged breath
scorches my throat
i breath in
and my lungs hurt
my blood stopped dripping
i clean up my mess
and remember my wrists
there is no scar
not even a mark
