Call Out

by Logan   Jan 10, 2006


Call out
can you hear me
bleed out
can you see me
my pain
reflects what's in my mind
My pain
so real so fine
the blood runs red
as it pours from my wrist
as the pain goes away
and silently i say
this is it
i lye alone
upon my blood drenched throne
as the shadows come
they come for me
i smile
am i free?
i felt a hand upon my back
it pulls me down
it pulled me back
it stopped the blood
and held my hand
it told me this isn't yet your end
now the hand is gone
and I'm bleeding once again

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