I was never great at poetry, but I wanted to try and delve into this type of writing again. It's been a very long time since I've done one of these.
Blood-Soaked Thoughts
A love severed by a coarse knife
A rusted blade penetrating my skin
Remembering the time being together in life
Until the sharp pain sets within
Blood running down my chest
Chills running up my spine
My eyelids begin falling to rest
This will soon end and you will be fine
Memories created from the good times
Caress the cheek of my emotional stature
Where memories born as if to become crimes
Feast upon this hearts fracture
My heartbeat slows from every thought
Creating a fever as I start to lose breath
I don't regret anything that we brought
Not even after this pathetic death
As I lie here motionless in blood
My body starts to become cold
My storm of thoughts cease their flood
But there is one thing needed to be told
That even though I am now dead
There is something we all can see
That this life I wanted was in my head
And you are finally free from me
