The Taste Of Blood

A warm trickle,
sliding down,
My thoughts grow quicker
I'd love to drown.
In the feeling
I'm feeling now.
Is it to sleep?
A simple cut that's
Inches deep
Clarity now,
Nothing more
Clearer still
My failures past.
Are the words, to be my last?
I'd like them be, for it is done
Left of me?
These words perhaps?
Nothing more.
Maybe now is past
to settle the scores
Finish the scars
The end of me, beginning of new
Without me, what would they do?
Happier now? To see me cry,
Satisfied? That I want to die
Tell me more, of how it is
The taste of blood
The joy to bleed
My lip cut, a sip of essence
Only the taste, I think of now
To taste again, perhaps to drown
In my life, all that I've missed
All the shit, that makes me pissed.
Tell the world, I said good-bye
Now's the time I want to die
Let it end, all please now.
A slash, a trickle,
A feeling sweet.
The taste of the blood
The joy to bleed.
Let it be known
I'm all that I need.