• I’ve tasted blood both yours and mine.
    It mixes well like water and wine.
    The silky texture is smooth on my tongue,
    It’s like it keeps me so young.

    I’ve tried drugs, and though they were life,
    But they turned and cut like a knife.
    Cuts so deep made fast yet slick,
    Probably made by the devils walking stick.

    I’ve seen death and life both.
    What feelings you get when you see life unfold.
    What a wicked sight to see deaths untold.

    I’ve heard men, maybe boys,
    Say stupid lines to ask me out.
    How sad that can be when you see me count.

    I’ve cried for no reason and reasons untold,
    Sometimes I cry so much it gets so old.

    I think my life is sad,
    Though yours may be worse,
    Living this life with me as your curse.

    No, I’m not that bad, I’m just a girl.
    No more, no less, just another blurred swirl,
    In this forgotten world.

    Five-five with green eyes,
    I may be pale but I’d rather not die,
    I have to put an end to all these lies.

    I want a family to watch them grow,
    Maybe then my true feelings will show.

    I’ll just have to wait and see,
    If maybe we will be meant to be,
    Together forever for all eternity.

    ~*~MegN~*~ © 2003