In my mind

If you only knew what goes on in my mind, you'd probably be scared out of yours.
I invision sharp objects...
points coverd in blood...
anything that could possibley make my mental and emotional pain go away.
Streams...
puddles...
pools...
lakes...
rivers...
oceans...
seas...
of my crimson blood washing over the earth drownding those who've hurt me.
There's nothing I can do to stop it...
it's just one more story writtin on my arm...