''Not a forever goodbye'',
That is what he said, but I doubt it.
My emotion is growing intense,
My pulses are deafening.
And my soul is torn..
I cut myself open,
Like a dissected frog in the lab.
I cut every tissue, little by little, in Slow-mo.
Deeper and deeper I go.
I have to let go.
I am numb from pain that seem wont end.
Poor little thing, wishing it soon ends.
My mind is stunned
What have I done to be the one
To be bleeding at the very end.
Dizzy (-_-)
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