In my head,
All I can do is repeat your name
I want to let them out,
Let my feelings run wild.
But the simplistic aura of your name calms me
Sometimes the voices whisper your name softly
Other times they scream it,
Sometimes it scares me
The voices tell me to do things,
Like in-grave your name in the skin above my knee.
The blood.
It runs so fast, but for me
The release is in slow motion
Your name in my head once again,
But this time it gets softer
The thought of you is making me dizzy
I can smell my blood, I can remember the metallic
Taste of it.
I start to fall,
The blood loss has been to much this time.
But at least I died to the sweet sound of your name.
YOU ARE READING
Time To Live.
PoesíaYou wouldnt ever see it if you looked into their eyes. You have to look within and see how they truly are.