Blinded Not Breathing

Suicidal Homicidal

Laying on of hands
Resting
Then creeping
Hungrily racing to my throat
A wasted effort
I cease to breathe
Long before their final destination is met

You sit in innocence
I attack with spite
You did nothing
But I can't be the only one choking
Crawl on the floor
Of this necrotic dance floor
Before the song hits
its final crescendo
This blood?
It can't be ALL mine

Reviews

[the_ese]

i cant be the only one choking.

agreed. word.