you bled dark black
it dripped away softly
killing you slowly.
it soaked the dead,broken leaves below you.
you fell to the ground,
in your own sea of blood.
there were no angels waiting to cresten your death.
the dont celebrate suicide.
you'll rot away, undiscovered,
with noone to mourn your death but me.
there will be noone to cry on your grave,
because i wont
i've shed all the tears i could for you
a very long time ago,
back when you were capable of feeling love
or remorse, or any feeling at all.
my tears are all dried up,
like your cold,selfish,and tired heart.
you were drawn to blackend depth,
forever lost, completly unafraid.
who will you haunt now?
i did what i could for you,
somehow it was never enough
because you loved your solitude...
i guess you've got what you wanted after all,
your eternity of solitude
in hell.
but, you never did believe in that shit though did you?
heaven and hell,
the nonexistent fairytale.
you were sixteen sister,
how could you be so lost?
you didnt know yourself yet,
how could all of your dreams be crushed when you didnt have time to dream them?
how could you hate life,
when you havent even lived?
you allways did try and bring me down
right along with you,
but i could do anything for you,but that.
i guess you didnt love your solitude after all
because you misery thrived for company.
i loved you as much as i could love anyone,
i thought that could save you if anything,
but i blame myself for your death,
because im sick of blaming you. |
Submission Name: black blood
