#tbt

The blood, it doesn’t stop,
but I like the way it feels
like all the sins of today
are leaving just in time.
The warmth leaves my body,
pooled on the floor
as my skin grows colder
with every drop I lose.

Why’d you have to stop it
when it was simply meant to be?
I never asked to be saved
by anyone but me.

© Autumn Siders 2008
#tbt

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