Stumbling to the ground
I hear the music
Of my blood trickling to the floor.
I give the smallest,
Weakest possible laugh...
What have I done?

I had this freedom
Yet, it was torn by one view
Of the actual absence
I've always held.

I want to destroy this skin
It is not worthy
Of all that it has seen
All that it has felt.

I want to kill you as well
I do not wish to be alone
Forever.
I will end this all in time
Maybe after the blood
Chooses to heal.

Is this your God?
Is he able to make this pain
Remain in such cowardice?
"Why?" is my last question
For this
And this question will remain unanswered
For I do not wish for an answer.

Goodbye my lovers
Just watch the leaves
Burning insanely
And speak my name
I will write your name
With the embers...
 
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