Beat

by StandStill   Mar 8, 2008


Beat beat
slow moving blood
flowing through my veins
spreading an icy coldness
i am murdering myself, abel and cain
beat beat
steady icicles
straight shot to my heart
tearing, ripping, freezing
dragging it apart
beat beat
the movement is slowing
the blood is getting thin
i can feel it now
the end shall now begin
beat beat
and i wonder
how is it to die?
maybe a release of pain?
no more tears to cry?
beat
one last shuddering breath
on the bathroom floor
my heart is gonna tear
i don't have to take it any more

i dunno. i am not suicidal or anything, so stop worry eric and mike

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  • 17 years ago

    by Amber

    Wow it was like powerfull like drew my attention in

    and i wonder
    how is it to die?
    maybe a release of pain?
    no more tears to cry?

    definatley caught my attention

  • 17 years ago

    by FallingAngel

    Powerfull and captivating, grest job.

  • 17 years ago

    by BurriedFaceDown

    That was intense. It kept me reading and got my attention
    *5*
    >SheDevil<

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