Donation.

I donated my blood. First time is the last time for that.
It was pain to a small extent. The injection was stinging.
The RUDE AWAKENING CAME WHEN THEY PUSHED IN THE THING TO DRAW UR BLOOD.
I was tense throughout. Guess it was a fear of shifting and thus causing more pain.
But then again. What the hell. I saved a possible 3 lives.
Did you?

There standing,
mortal beauty that crucifies judgement.
Beyond means.
What used to stay,
fades into the undecided background.
Betray, betrayed,
a revolution that starts,
a cycle that swallows.
Pits of despair,
yet I tangle myself,
for it is the only salvation.
In a darkened state.

n-joi