by Starburst Juicy May 16, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
Icut to see the blood drip from my finger to toes it drip it scares me the pain is so heard to bar the pen down the hall is coming at me to get me to stop bleed ing |
I think this poem has some kind of hidden message that people aren't really getting.. ?? Is there? |