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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required #Yes_I_agree_I_killed_her Diabolical thoughts runs amok, In this room, adrenaline takes over, Nothing makes sense, right now. Trying to compose self. Her griping nails, peircing through my neck, blood paints my shirt red, the gripping stiffening. Gasping for breath, begging and pleading through my eyes, voice choked inside me. My face turns blue, body start shutting component to component, wrestling off her grip. Pushed her to the ground, Floor tiles grabbed her. Her high voice, dispersing, Fading with every word she uttered, Blood sprinkling from her skull, Slowly forming a bath of blood around her, With every breath she shed, It was either me or her on those floor tiles. Sad how one thing let to the other, And now she's no more. Lil did I know that was the last time, her presence would turn to void, No more would my ears hear voice, Lil did I know, that was the last time, Her smile would lit up my face. Lil did I know that was our last. Truth be told, it still hurts, still miss her, still I loved her. Yes I killed her, but I had no intentions in me to take her away from me, away from this world. Yes I killed her but never meant to, she was my everything. Regrets haunts my every sleep, I still see and feel her in everything I do daily. Yes I killed her but I loved her with my whole, to the moon and back. Wish she took me with, Wish it was me in that coffin. Whats left of me here, when she took part of me with her. When regrets and pain are now my daily dosages Hope heaven handles you with tender hands, for I failed #Poetic_Ink
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