Boiling Blood

It's enough to kill you inside

It's enough to make you scream

It's enough to destroy your pride

And anything close to a dream.



It's a disease that runs deep

Within the veins of your body

It never seems to decay or cease

It's always going to be a part of me.



How could you to this to me?

Oh god, I just want to bleed.

Did I do something so horrible?

To deserve my world to crumble?



It's enough to kill you inside

It's enough to make you scream

It's enough to tarnish your love

And make your veins boil with blood.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

(April 21, 2007.)

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Seth Roseworth's picture

What a very frightening but stunning poem. Quite amazing. I enjoy the tasteful anger and feeling of rage within it. It had an amazing poise to it. Incredible, dear. Keep it up.