Wednesday, 26 January 2011
09:08:04 PM (GMT)
Sink into your flesh.
Oozes from the wound.
The taste of metal fills your mouth.
You spit, but to no avail.
It's still there, filling you up, drowning you slowly and silently.
Don't pay attention to the pain.
Just close your eyes and relax.
It'll all be over soon.
Don't tell anyone.
It'll be our little secret.
The blood on my hands won't move.
The stain, it screams 'IT WAS HER'.
Why did i listen to the voices.
When they told me to do it.
Pleaded with me.
And now they remind me.
And the stains on my hands are just a visible sign.
But they're nothing compared to the stains on my mind.
All i can think of is you falling.
Steadily to the floor.
Gasping for breath, gurgling helplessly as your blood fills your lungs.
You drown in the air as though it is water.
Your eyes mist over and you shut them tight.
Clutching at your chest.
Whispering your prayers.
But i shut my ears.
Block out your cries.
Turn my back and walk away.
I'll cry again another day.
You're not worth my tears.
Just leave me be.
Your memory departs.
I don't want to know you.
I never did.
I trip and fall.
Sink deep into the ground.
Land in a whole, deep and rectangular.
The earth falls in on top of me and suffocates my screams.
But it's ok.
As soon as the last of the light is gone.
I'll be able to kill you again.