Lying Addiction Poem by Mrs. Vicious Demon

Lying Addiction

Rating: 5.0


Cutting-what a rush! As the blade and me touch.

The blood rushing through my viens, leaks

out-the bed it stains. My heart races to catch up

with every slit, but the rush is too much.

I cut again and again. Faster and deeper-untill

they no more leak _ until there's noting left except

bloodied sheets.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Danny H 23 October 2009

:) I really like this poem, but this addiction can take over us.. were going under.

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