You Killed ME
By ecologist
you cannot see lines -- in my soul trails, left by tears -- silent reminders of a haunting echo ringing its -- my -- death nell... a silent bell in the black rain of my soul tolling out meting out its pained punishment upon this dead haunted soul at midnight my breath fails flails at my body grasping out to straws -- not finding anything -- grass blades cut my hands bleeding salty tears into the dying ground pulling my life from open cuts I kiss with dead lips ... dry bled out lips flavoured cherry blossoms gone now A heart beats its final -- pulse crushed in, by pain not broken just destroyed subtly -- s gentle soft twist of a feathered blade slashing across its last final pulse torn, tattered I lay it out on the dried dead ground no grave, no marker just a dark black spot fading quietly to brown -- dead flowers Written January 10th, 2002 © on Jan 10 2002 01:36 AM PST 0 • 10
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"you cannot see..."