Blood Soaked

A woman who is kept alive within her death

No matter what they do or what they say
the blood flows freely anyway,
the pool grows, filled with sin
the blood soaked body stands after the swim,
tired and tattered the dead seems to walk,
the bloody one stops in front of me to talk
I hear the whisper with her throat slit,
She said to me "let's go sit"
we walk together as I  stare at the trail,
the blood flowed freely as a wind and sail
after I sat and she did stand,
the blood soaked woman walks to the sand
she turns to me and whispers a goodbye,
as she walked into the ocean and waited to die.

Reviews

[CLUTZ]

Excellent!!! I'm glad you entered this into my contest because I enjoyed reading it very much, but it's not exactly what i was looking for when talking about a serial killer.....Although it's a very good write.

[RYGON MASK]

oooooh i like it *two thumbs up*