blood runs thicker than water, its how the song goes,
blood destroys me but keeps me alive,
blood bleeds when I’m wounded,
blood watches coldly as i drown in water
water drowns me but blood eats me alive
where do i run to when my lungs give out on either side ?
where do i run to when there is no one on my side?
where do i run to when i, myself am not on my side?
blood runs thicker than water, its how the song goes,
it stings, similar to the cuts, when i hear “you are your blood”
it stings, similar to the cuts, watching myself bleed like my blood
it stings, similar to the cuts watching that 8 year old in me destroy herself,
but it isn’t her who destroys herself,
its the venom in her veins, pumping her brain,
every second, making hell a living place on earth, just for her,
its not far, its dangerously close, close enough to heaven, just, not enough
blood runs thicker than water, it how the song goes,
its not your fault, i console myself, blame the blood you bleed,
but what if I’m drenched in it?
what if every part of me is touched and soaked in it?
as i stand in my own destruction, empty, numb, repeating to myself,
my only sin was that which ran in my blood,
blood that i didn’t choose but blood that kept a breathing corpse
-just jokes
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