Blood

The idea of cutting yourself
with a razor,
sounds amusing.
Mind if I try.
The blood reminds me of my
bloody tears I shed.

Starting to cut deeper,
cutting my wrists,
ankles,
and sides.
Taking chunks of skin off
of me.

I get a brand,
I burn my cuts with it.
they melt barely together.
Still blood is flowing out.

I feel light headed now.
Slowly dying in my bed,
with no feet or hands.
All chopped off.
Almost all my blood is gone.

Then my girlfriend, friends, and family walk in.
They all scream and cry.
My last words were I LOVE YOU ALL.
But, my time has come to leave this hell hole.

I'm dead now.
The girl I care about the most
jumped on my body.
Saying no its not true its all a dream.

My lover grabs onto her,
trying to calm her down,
sorry but, its not a dream.
I'll miss him too,
we'll all miss Robbie.

My lover happens to glimpse
at one of my hands.
(there is a note in it)

"I'm sorry for killing myself but, there was no reason for me to live anymore. Even though I had the perfect lover, friends, and family, I felt so lonely. So if you can see there is no reason for me to live anymore. Once again I'm sorry I had to kill myself like this. Goodbye, Love You All. I'll be waiting for you all to die. Please don't kill your selves just to see me again. I Love You All."

My lover asks everyone if she could
have a minute alone.
When everyone goes into a different room.
She starts to cut herself with
the razor I used.
My lover whimpers a little,
she is not used to the pain.
She slits her neck open.

There is a knife next to
her.
She sees it and grabs it.
She opens it and stabs her heart.
The weird thing is she doesn't die,
she loses a hell amount of blood.
Everyone walks in with the
knife in her chest.

I send an angel down to heal
her.
She thinks she is having having a dream,
when she sees all the cuts disappear
from her body.
I go down from heaven as a ghost,
to where all the blood lays,
I put my fingers in it,
Then wrote on the wall:
"Don;t kill yourself on purpose or
I will send an angel down to heal you."

When she realizes its not a dream
she tells everyone that she is sorry for trying
to kill herself.

The next day my lover
blows herself up,
just to see me again.

I send another angel down
to heal her.
When she wakes up,
she is in the bed i killed myself in.
The bed is clean this time but,
the writing is still on the wall.

She finally accepts that
I will keep sending angels to heal her.

2 years pass.
She has a heart attack and dies.
She is floating to heaven now.

I've been waiting at the gate for
a long time now.
When she reaches it,
she doesn't look old but young again.
We reunite, and for the
Rest of Eternity we are together.