Blood Starts Running

Waring: If you have not read "Old Habbits" then "The First Cut" do NOT READ THIS!!!


Rage building up inside,
The thought of her,
But before I knew it,
III. Two more cuts.

The pain was so intense,
I dropped the blde.
Then I saw it.
Blood. Finally the blood started running.

When I saw it,I...
Laughed...so much I couldn't catch my breath.
Then I started to think.
Two cuts. Two more "acomplishments."

The second one.
I stared writing poems...like this one,
For her...but they weren't depressing.
They were love poems.

The third cut.
I accually loved her.
She was the fourth girl I loved.
And I meant it.

As I picked up the blade I thought...
Three down. One to go.
The final cut.
The one that might end me.
The one I'm not pround of.