Thursday, May 10, 2012

Your words kill me, Love


Tonight
I find myself alone.
Pen, paper, words.
Pen- between finger and thumb
Paper- deep indents filled with ink,
Words.
Pen- dragging and cutting in,
bleeding.
Paper- white and blue,
a line of red.
Reflects you,
White flesh holds blue veins
holds red blood.
Blue lines on white paper
a line of red.
Bleeding.
I try to save you, but you're already dead.
Just words on paper,
I'm alone
Tonight.

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