It Poem by Daniel Richards

I told you, I warned you…
But yet you scorned me exactly like I knew you
I don’t need you, I don’t want you
Im storming and warming, now I need to bleed you

I become you and you become me
With a Tantalising taste of depressive ecstasy
Electricity pulsates through every vien every muscle
Every cranial passage……Sanity now subdued

Ecstatically depressed but still I need to bleed you

Bouncing of the walls im the brightest of lights
Dancing to my heart’s beating rhythm and rhyme
But fickle reflection and rage erupts
I don’t wanna see you I don’t wanna be you

Depressed but Ecstatic…. As I prepare to bleed you

Razor blades and cold wrists
No longer can I duck the truth
No longer can I be you….
No longer can you be me…..
So
Both
Of
Us
Now
Bleed

Razor blades and speckled wrist
Final moments a final release
Borderline atrocity for you
But a blissful escape for me