The only thing to describe this.
The only thing i feel.
Tears came and the pain didn't stop.
I screamed.
"I need this." I thought.
Desperate, tortured, broken.
Crimson is was my savior.
Burning blade that is her partner.
Pools of scarlet, beautiful release.
Tears and blood.
Screams with the silence of my blade.
I want to die.
I know how to.
Why can't I?
Death has always been there, waiting like my best friend.
The night is my greatest enemy, and my closest friend.
Death is by their side waiting for my end. . .
YOU ARE READING
The inside.
PoetryWhere my deepest thought lie. Welcome to the maze that is my subconsious.