Crimson blood seeping
Through the walls, of a frail heart...
I swallow a bright orange bit of sympathy
As a tidal wave repeatedly floods my consciousness...
I don't think nobody, knows you like I do
To anticipate emotions that you share...
Today is monochromatic
and shrouded in mist I am...
The ocean is fathomless and welcoming.
Arms outstretch above...
I wonder if
I really am...
I’ve been told many myths
about death...
It still kills me that your happy and believe me,
I know how terrible of a thing that is it to say...
The wind is whispering words
To contemplate my needs...
As I walk alone in the pouring rain
Thoughts go through my brain again...
For once,
If I stopped healing...
I wake up
the weight of the day heavy...