Tic by tic… drop by drop…
My time on Earth nearly comes to a stop.
Where I sit a pool of red…
I reminisce before I’m dead.
Memories appear and fade away…
I’ll always remember them come what may.
Life slowly slips away as blood flows out…
And I wonder what my life really was about.
Slit wrists bring me peace of mind…
As I grow weak, so does time…
The clock counts down… I take my last breath…
My soul reaching out, welcoming death…

~alyz_28~ “o”


~ by agaw28 on August 20, 2008.

One Response to “Bleeding”

  1. morbid! hahaha πŸ™‚

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