I just won't bleed,
It's the taste if my blood that i crave so desperately,
You don't understand,
As if anyone can,
I stab,
I cut,
I poke,
And rip,
My skin,
The cells, they just sit,
My skin is not rough nor is it tough,
It's smooth and soft like butter,
So why is it hard to cut?
I need blood,
I'm dying inside,
It's the talk amongst my taste buds,
I need blood,
Or I can't surivive,
I know your getting that vampire vibe,
Well that's not it,
Not it at all,
So there's no need to make that mental facility call,
I seriously need blood,
To feel it's sweet and bitter thickness slide down my throat,
As if I sucked it out of a lickenthrope,
Bright red, red, dark red, whatever the color maybe,
Blood is still the thing I need,
You shouldn't judge me cause I'm different with taste,
Why should I just let a good cup of blood go to waste,
Let it stain my bright white teeth red,
With the drip of blood from my lip that is left,
I enjoy it all,
And I enjoy it well,
Every last drop as you can tell,
I'm craving blood and I need it tonight,
But I just won't bleed for me to win this fight,
I don't want to drink my friends,
Cause then they're being used,
It's my blood I need,
Or I'm Going to frantically get loose,
I need blood,
I must bleed,
Please god,
Just let me.