Blood Bath Date: Wednesday, 1st June 2005 @ 11:15:51 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: sour_gurl67 Floating in the bathtub Blood stained the water red who will be the lucky one to come and find me dead? Fifteen extra minutes my mind wonders subconciously then my soul will drift away and I'll finally be free I cut them so deep down the blade still stuck in my wrist I hold all the good memories clenched loosley in fist I hope to find another place where I am without pain something pure to cleanse me till I'm rid of all my stains heaven wont' invite me in with all the scars I have to show and hell was life itself so where am I to go? There's one thing I am thinking as I drift out of sight that is will you be bleeding when you think of me tonight? This poem is Copyright © sour_gurl67 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=96558