Running Through Those Veins Poem by Amber Millar

Merged in with my scarlet blood,
A thick, black poison seeps silently to the tips of my fingers,
To the creases in my hair and the bruises on my knees,
This lethal mixture makes me feel broken,
Lost, scared,
I don't want to touch it,
Feel it anymore,
But it's still there,
Slowly eating away at my heart,
And he makes it multiply,
Grow,
I want to lose it,
But it's part of me now,
Like a growth that feeds on my despair,
Like a sky at night that swallows all light,
He's part of me now,
Whether I like it or not,
I just don't want to have this poison under my skin,
Making my hair stand on end,
My knees buckle,
My palms sweat,
It's taking over,
It's taken over,
Black blood, poisoned blood,
Blood merged with unrequited love...