I Only Felt Truly Alive When I Was Staring Death In The Face

~FountainsOfBlood

Maybe I Can Slit My Wrists One Last Time, Knowing It Will Work And I Will Never Wake From My Eternal Sleep...

~FountainsOfBlood

You never no how much you love someone until you loose them for good. When they are up there watching over you or down there watching under you.. they will always be watching you no matter where they are at.

She slowly slits her wrist
she loves to feel the pain
not because it hurts her
its because for once she
can feel something and
i think anyone would
rather feel pain that
absolutely [nothing at all]

Joy for me is not to be a murderer, but only its blooded victim
---
doomed till death
dungeonbat (ts)

The trouble is I thought we'd live forever, the truth is we were dead before we were born
---
doomed till death
dungeonbat (ts)

Part. 1

Come, lovely and soothing death,
Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving,
In the day, in the night, to all, to each,
Sooner or later, delicate death.

-William Whitman (1819 - 1892), 'Ode to Death

Part. 2

Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome?
Then I chant it for thee, I glorify thee above all,
I bring thee a song that when thou must indeed come, come unfalteringly...

- Walt Whitman (1819 - 1892), 'Ode to Death'

Part. 3

...Praise! Praise! Praise!
For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding death...

-William Whitman (1819 - 1892), 'Ode to Death'

Part. 4

Over the tree-tops I float thee a song...
I float this carol with joy, with joy to thee, O death.

- William Whitman (1819-1892), 'Ode to Death'