Blood: An Acrostic

by Emily Page

Bleeding out, pools of rich liquid, red.
Lying here on the floor, I am cold, I am broken.
Only I know what happened
Over here in the dark. Please
Don’t leave me alone now…

© Emily Page

One Comment to “Blood: An Acrostic”

  1. It’s sad. I can feel the emotion.

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