Blood, Lust, Love and death's soothing touch

Blood runs deep in my vanes and through my heart as it touches my soul.
My love has been used up i have no more to give
yet the pain of a heart that beats there still infects me
it infects us all.
If you cut me i will bleed, its the same if i cut you.
My soul slips in and out of my body, as life its self runs out of time.
The calm soothing touch of death comes over us all
it quiets our minds and silences our voices
even the ones only we can hear.
Back to the beginning where love first became lust
where my blood ran cold
colder than that of the Arctic winds of this earth.
Darkness shrouds her hiding her true intent
its darker than that of the blackest of black holes
where no light enters or escapes.
Its funny the truth that you had hid or tried to hide
the feelings that you thought were concealed
they were out there in the open
because love is a strange thing it confuses you
tells you to do things that are strange, yet, familiar all at the same time.
A dance here a kiss there, and a long conversation that ruins the whole thing.
your feelings get in the way.
Love confuses you and you run out the door that was never there before.
Back to the beginning where the blood first leaves my heart
it keeps in rhythm until I see you standing in the hall there with your friends
it boils over into anger when I see you with someone else.
It beats faster and faster until it cant any more
until I'm flat lining and i fall down upon on the floor
as the blood pours out of all the scars that i have made.
My soul slips away from the body.
I can not say its mine any more it belongs to someone else.
Back to the beginning where his bonny hand first rises from the ground
slowly and silently
telling me that no one will miss me
that dieing is the best thing that could have happened at this moment.
The clock has stopped but you still move where every one else is frozen.
Tears run down your face.
Don't cry i say but the words remain unheard
stop crying I scream at you as I sit up.
Back in my body
blood still seeps out you hold me there as if your touch will save me from his.
Death's voice still rasps in my ears but i cant recall what it was that he had said.
To the end of time
where the shallow sands stop pouring 
where they float on the wind in the abyss
of a time long forgotten
in a world that no one remembers.
Everyone but time.
It remembers strange things.
You remember, you forget
yet everything that you have done
or will ever do has already been set in stone
or at least that is what we were to believe.
I let the stone crumble into dust as the last tears fall from your eyes.
My plans have changed because now you see just how fragile life can be.