Blur

Slash
Rip
Tear
Goes the skin of my wrist
As sharp increments of pain
Flood my body.
I clench my fist.

A blur of red
Moving full speed down my arm
Only to grind to a halt
When it leads to the end of my wrist

Dripping to the floor
Drip
Drop
I don't want it to stop.

Puddles on the floor
Of a dark red tint
My heart starts to race
As I watch in suspense

Drop after drop
It will not quit
It will flow
It will not stop

Leave me alone.
Don't save me.
Don't waste your time.
Don't heal the wounds of red
You can't fix someone
Who is already dead