Bloodstained Bedsheets, wet with sweat i sit and stare at the color of my regret Crisom Sin that i will never forget I can't believe I.. LET You You were dripping wet with seduction speaking honey into my ears enticed my curiosity and my desire to feel loved. ...to just feel... You poured promises filling the cup of my naivete until you had me convinced that i wanted something i didn't know. You told me nothing would hurt and I... in my drunken stupor, tumbled in the dark with you. Before the altar of my innocence you took away my inner child and brought forth sensations in me,yet unborn. As i held on for dear life because i felt a part of myself dying Red moon crushed rose petal beneath my womb entombed in the permanance of every moment of this inner death. After you left I slept..alone I laid...alone Afraid...alone Trying to rationalize the speed at which my life changed. And the intensity at which a part of me departed, broken from my whole. Tell Daddy his little girl is dead Read it on the bloodstained bedsheets on her bed.