Bloody Soul

a single drip
of dark red blood
hits the cold ground
as my soul feels relieved
flowing slowly out of my body
making a wholesome river around me

moving my hands
all in the blood
as I smear it all over my body
feeling my undying soul

I see a rose
laying in my remaining colors of my life
covered completely

slowly sliding across whats beneath
grabing it with all I can
pushing the thorns inside my hand
letting the cold blood roll down the stem

a small drop falls
as I watch it redeem in the puddle
moving slower and slower
as the puddle shows pain

laying down in the redness
rose laying across my chest
feel the blood roll down my useless body

no more tears to be cried
no more blood to be dripped
no more pain, to be felt

for now...