Damn
Drowning
I submerge under a black abyss
Wounds bleeding
Crimson swoons
I'm minutes away from my long awaited
PERISH.
I feel my soul escape its
chamber
I watch it
Hang in the air
DROP
Break through the floor
Black as the night sky
It makes it's way to the hands
of Satan
NO!
Bring my soul back to me
I don't want to die
Give me a tourniquet to
stop the blood
Before I...
DAMN.
Copyright © Kyle Carlson | Year Posted 2011
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