Bloody Hands....

Bloody hands.....to match threatening words...

nothing but yelling and screaming is all she heard...

all she remember is nothing before something...

and something before this...

bloody hands and bloody lips from their last kiss...

bruised heart  and broken spirit...from what now is...

as a result of what once was...

she would've climbed a mountain of glass to achieve his love.

resulting in slit wrists, and unworthy risks for worthless mists....

of mild feelings of being loved....she just wanted to have IT...

wanted to feel IT...

wasn't interested in other ish.... 

she just wanted to be introduced to something worth living for and thats IT.

One last hit...she was addicted to this man.. puffing off every word he said...

huffing off his every demand...

choking off...his black heart....until she could barely stand.

being told she wasn't good enough...

as she read between lines...so fine...that only the devil could find...

using her eyes that was drenched in tears that the love of her life co-signed...

only felt beautiful the moments she thought of changing how she looked...

only felt loved in the times he disregarded how she looked...

Only felt alive...when she thought about when he was once hooked...

comparing and contrasting the present to the past hoping there's a future in this book...

of ripped pages.... skipping the important parts to get ahead....

forget the beginning she just wanna know the ending instead...

as she sat in the corner of her bathroom floor...

crying...staring at her bloody hands once more...

bloody hands to match his threatening words... 

nothing but yelling and screaming is all that she heard...

telling her to come out the room...

as her blood poured onto the floor...

she just wanted to end...the beginning of something more.