Red is the blood under my fingernails,
On my hands,
on my face....
all around me is the havoc
i have caused
standing within myself
my insides like tattered rags
Purple are the bruises
that meld with the red of your scars
Colourless the tears you refuse to shed
your bleeding soul under my heels
the aftermath of the havoc
i have created inside of you
Green is the monster that seizes
my whole being, shaking me, consuming me,
'till it and i are one and the same
It doesn't stop 'til it takes over ever part of me
every sane thought, every thread of trust
no matter how strong severed within seconds
i could have stopped it before it was too late -
before the two of us were destroyed
broken yet again
back to the lonliness of
our uncomfortable companionship
torn yet again from our imperfect paradise
i wish i could take it back
i wish i could stop it
i wish i could promise you
never again
but i don't know if i can
and it terrifies me
O'God i need help...



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