• Be not afraid though the end is near;
    The strangling words casting your fear.
    Remarkable complexions behold my eyes;
    I’ll tell you now. I’ll try not to cry.

    Time is running out, but the blood that remains
    Seeps into the heart and intoxicates the veins;
    Pushing you away only for your own good;
    You screaming back at me; misunderstood.

    Pondering if I should let it go or not,
    Digging up this hole deep enough for me to rot.
    Six feet under, but I manage to breath,
    Nocturnal eyes all around me.

    For once I am scared as I bleed from the heart
    I fear this is the end as I begin to fall apart.
    My dearest apologies when I depart tonight.
    Didn’t I warn you to step away from the light?