Virtual Suicide
And should I scratch the darkness
For the sake of blood
Flow sickly red abhorrent
The succulence bewildered sticky heart
Ravenous escape to shadow
And mumble prays that have no answers
Only gleams of hope
That plea-bargain the sun to have risen
Leave me scathing in my own dust
Hiding in the corners where shadows depart
Refusing even nightmares
On the dull thump and thud
Beating slow incarcerated seconds behind my eyes
Fickle bones to draw the knife
Contemplate the makings of suicide
Black ink blood on the blank ink night
Swallowed my pride
And tossed the blade aside
Chill shivered in beaded sweat
Lest you forget, you forget, how close you came
To the ending vent
And the endless rant of an open vein
Huddled on the rocking chair of my knees
Plea-bargain the sun to rise
Save me from the dread of tonight
Swallow me whole for the sake of blood
Virtual suicide
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Submission Name: Virtual Suicide
