Blood

Layers upon layers laid on all thatYou claimed to love,Yours for taking and letting go as you saw fit,Lying, betraying, to hurt such that it doesn’t heal,Wounds cut deep with a most blunt knife,Wounds kept hidden from the worldUnder the veil of my pride;I pour blood on them tonight.
Hot blood pours down every dull scarI hold all the pain up, awash with glistening crimson,Disgust at the remembrance, indelibleUpon the darkest corners of my mind,Disgust at who I became for you, because of you,Disgust at the betrayal of all those I held dear,Disgust at the way you swayed them, to be yours in your fear,I pour blood on my disgust tonight.
Swore not to hate you, for you’re too pettyTo be assigned any emotion, any at allIn ruins you have left me, a part of me you’ve scarredScarred in ways your apathetic self will never knowNot too soon, but someday, your time will bite you back,For each brush of your lips was like the bite of a feral animalFor each sugar-coated lie was a test of my intelligence,I pour blood on my naiveté, your apathy, and your betrayal tonight.
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