Cold Blood Date: Monday, 2nd December 2002 @ 04:00:00 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: Dark_Angel_BabAy Things don't seem right, And I feel that emptiness again, The once shallow cuts, Have been reentered for the hundredth time, The blood covers my walls, And the screams go through the roof, I harness the little humanity I have, To make it a slow painless death, My wrists drip ruby blood, As I lie down in the cold bath water, I breathe one final breath, And then I leave this world, The cries are never heard, And the sirens seem to die, As they take my cold body, To the closest morgue. This poem is Copyright © Dark_Angel_BabAy Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=7812