I'm dying tonight
and all the emotions I feel
can barely be written
into words as my blood
flows through my fingers.

Sticky at first and warm
to the touch I sigh.
Her raven locks tickle
my face as she leans down
to look at my face.

I search her eyes for forgiveness,
but she stares back with only
sympathy for my mistake.
I try to speak but
her smile prevents me
from saying a word.

Her eyes close for a moment,
and all the warmth inside me
surges forth like a restless sea.
She lifts my arms as blood flows
out like an river.

As I stare back at my body,
I know that many people will ask
why I did what I did.
And the answer is simple.

When you live a life not your own,
and your heart can no longer
be put on the line anymore.
Then you realize that
life is trivial and the
journey has no point.

So as I take the final voyage
through the sunless lands
and to another road.
Maybe I'll miss you.
Maybe I'll see you on another
crossroad or in my own time.

09/23/2003

Posted on 09/24/2003
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