Archive, Poetry Flow my Blood | Poem October 18, 2019 No Comments What stops me to bleed,It’s my need, it’s my desire,Come, Deathra, bring your tools,In fears, I’m high; not alive,Bleed to bring me life,I’m dying to feel alive. ©sjwordsmith Advertisements Share this:PocketWhatsAppTumblrRedditTelegramMoreFacebookTwitterPinterestSkypeEmailPrintLinkedInLike this:Like Loading... borderline personality disordermental health poetrysuraj jangidthe stigmatic mind Previous Post Next Post You may also like January 4, 2020 That Confined Place | Poem November 18, 2019 I’m Not Dead! | Poem November 8, 2019 Whipping The Pain! | Poem Leave a Reply Cancel reply This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.