Take your hand,
And rest it there.
Upon my chest,
With skin so bare.
Hear it beat,
My lonely heart.
It screams for help,
In this lonely dark.
I love you so.
Do you love me?
No.
So take your lengthy fingers,
And drive them through
My flesh and veins
With memories of you.
Pierce my core
And make it rupture.
My love for you,
It will not fracture.
Don’t fix my fear.
I need not your pity.
I’ll kill you then
Cry out to the city.
But how to kill
The one sustaining my life?
I must then die with you.
With this pain and this strife.
I may love you lonely,
But don’t call back.
I’ll be gone
From your silent attack.
And from our encounter tonight
You’ll not revive.
Neither you or I
Will make it out alive.
From this dark night,
Cold and black.
Much like this knife
Within my back.
