My Blood

 I watch it little drop by little drop
as steadily flows and won't stop
It is something strangely to adore
as I see it hit the tiled floor
it calmly flows from my hurtful pain
and washes away with the cold rain
I watch it flow and do not wince or cry
I don't feel the pain and I don't know why  
I dont deny the hurt within
as my razor skates arcoss my skin
I let it drip from my veins
I can take hold of my own reins
Leave me alone with my beautiful etched line
and I'll be alone with my decline
You never cared anyways
and whatever happened to forever and always