by Nessa Mar 14, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
I look down at you, your lifeless body. “What have I done?†your blood drips from my hands. “I’ve hurt you again†My hands should be sore yet I don’t feel them hurting all I can feel is the pain deep in my heart. “Don’t leave me†Suddenly my knees give way and I drop to the ground. “What have I done?†I look at my hands these hands hurt you. “What happened†my head hurts, broken glass litters the floor. “Why did I hurt you†I remember the rage the rage that filled my soul with darkness. “Its everywhere, I can see I’ve hurt you but why couldn’t I see it before?†The rage it blinded me from the truth of your pain. “You still loved me†all those times I hurt you and yet you still took me back knowing I would hurt you again. “I love you†Now I guess you have your freedom, you are in the eternal darkness where none can harm you ever again and who knows maybe one day the darkness will take me and I will have cleared my soul of this rage, the rage that killed you my love. “Goodbye for now my love†|