Early Death.

Early Death.

A Poem by Em

The blood just started dripping,
From the tub to the floor.
I just kept slipping,
All you did was ignore.

I was always breaking,
I couldn't take it no more.
I was always aching,
You always wanted more.

The blood just started dripping,
From the tub to the floor.
You were always whipping,
Until I walked out the door.

I was always torn,
Until i fell apart.
I always wished I was never born,
I'm sorry but they won sweetheart.

The blood just started dripping,
From the tub to the floor.
You were always chipping,
Till I couldn't rake it anymore.

You couldn't stop,
Could you?
It was non-stop,
I couldn't breakthrough.

The blood has stopped dripping,
The place looks like a murder scene.
Now my friends and family are ripping,
And they have to convene. 

© 2017 Em


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Added on November 13, 2017
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