A spoken word meant nothing
At the end of the bleeding
Caressing the blood
After it all froze over
Painted on the inside
You already have too much going on
And I just made it worse
Im so sorry
So sorry
Why dont i hate this?
Freezing warm parisite
As if you diddnt know this would happen
Author notes
idea from http://allpoetry.com/contest/2408697
