Drip, Drip, Drip... Poem by Learning to love dispair

Take the razor
make the cut
I'm not scared
My eyes are shut
drip, drip, drip...

Take a trip
in your head
think of love
the love that's dead
drip, drip, drip...

Look at blood
blood so thin
red like a rose
death must set in
drip, drip, drip...

Just sit and fade
fade away
you're feeling woozy
it's okay
drip, drip, drip...

There is death
holding out his hand
you grab hold
it's rough like sand
drip, drip, drip...

Cry for the young
cry for the hurt
cry for the fallen
6 feet in the dirt
drip, drip, drip....