Into The Night Poem by Heart of Ice Die Die Die

These tears I cry,
tinged red.
Blood pouring from a wound
along my wrist.
Blackness is surrounding me
and all I can do is cry.
My heart is sinking,
dying.
I don't want to be here anymore.
You're pushing me out
kicking me though the open door
and into the cold unforgiving night.
Ripping up my shirt
to tie up my wrists.
Stanch the bleeding up.
I know it's killing me
this habit of mine.
Can't BEGIN to fathom
why I keep doing it.
How to stop.
Mascara tracks drying on my pale face.
Only seen to the people on the streets
when I venture close enough to be seen.
People are whispering,
words said and unsaid and words thrown.
Emo, slit her wrist, bawling.
Common words when speaking of me.
My life blood poiring int the streets
and back to the Earth.
Then, I sit up in bed
and feel tears rolling down.
I thouch one and look at my finger.
And scream.
My tears had turned to blood.

Dec.-21-09