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Lying In A Tub Full Of Blood-Poem

Poetry By: Artemis Lykaios Nightshade
Horror


Tags: Blood, Glass, Tub, Drown


Lying in a tub full of blood I...


Submitted:Apr 8, 2012    Reads: 43    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   


Lying in a tub full of blood, I stare up at the Goth-like ceiling.

Taking a hand full of broken glass and clenching them tightly.

The glass cuts through my hands and blood drips down.

Lying in a tub full of blood, I thought to myself,

Was it wrong that I did it in the past and now?

Was it wrong that I have a passion for it?

Was it wrong that I love the feel of bloody humans?

With the glass still in my hands, I drop them into the tub.

Splashing the bloody water with my body, I let the glass cut my skin.

Not a scream, not a shudder, not a whisper.

Only the sound of my thoughts and the blood.

Is it wrong that I love the feel of sharp items?

Is it wrong that I love bathing in blood?

Is it wrong that I love the taste of a victim's blood?

Lying in a tub full of blood, I go down deep until I drown.





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