What i cant cut, i write

Liquid tear
bright as blood
bleed through my soul
my heart

I'm hidden
hidden behind a veil of conformity
my price to be happy
on the out side at least

I sit here
cold, alone,
i stare absently into the night
trying not to let my blood tears fall

but once again the win
they tumble onto the page
and my fears creep up through the night
waiting, letting me feel their presence

I know they're there
t can feel their eyes
piercing my body
watching my blood tears fall

they fed of my loneliness
my sorrow is their food
me grief is their home
my tears are their wine.

No longer can they wait,
the creep forward
i can hear every breath they take
rattling, wheezing, scratchy breaths

but my savior comes,
a burst of lite
a reminder of happiness
a brighter life

though his life was taken
he remains
the legacy of him name
the hope in his words

"hello Nathan,
we all miss you,
your words still ringing in my head,
and today i walked a little slower."

Nathan RIP