Crimson Darkness

By whispers in the night

Drowning in a pool of my tears and blood
being pulled down into the salty crimson darkness
My legs are numb from the sharp knife
I cant handle this so called good life
Some say the truth hurts, but at least it cuts clean
well here i am death, take me, i'm bleeding
take me into your arms and hold me close
turn my lips lifeless and my eyes gray
Please my sweet love, death, take me away
take me away from this lies and self pity
take me away from this fucked up family
carry me to the land where i can not feel
bring me to the land, where my hands arnt bound with steel

But here i am death
drowning in a pool of my own tears and blood
being pulled won into the salty crimson darkness

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Copyright 2004 whispers in the night
Published on Friday, June 18, 2004.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Dei On Friday, October 13, 2006, Dei (663)By person wrote:

    this should be put to music... i can almost here the chords flowing through the letters you've written. Well done dear. -Natelle

  • glasshouse On Friday, June 18, 2004, glasshouse (530)By person wrote:

    "Some say the truth hurts, but at least it cuts clean" Beautiful. I really enjoyed this piece... I felt your pain... its a deep one. Great write. -Glass

  • A former member wrote: Well, thats very cleverly put together!!! I like it alot!!! †

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