Archive for February 4, 2011

Tonight, right now, I hope it ends

My goal, on my will, it depends

I open my skin, let truth rush in

And with simple slit, it begins

I hate you for this, but do you know

By reading this, you are not the foe

The true fault, I will keep away

For she, I keep, from this dark day

Shall she find me, I hope not

I love her much, thus my body rot

She will be safe from the guilt

In this safe place for her I have built

The blood will remain unexplained

Her clear conscience I will have gained

As the red soaks my lonely floor

Because for her I wish so much more

In future years she will find glee

From all this red I humbly set free

A better half will find her heart

My end will finally justify my start

My end will disappear in shadows of time

And reveal happiness through act of crime

No one will hear my last cry

But for her, I let myself die

Is a martyr still one if forever unknown

If tonight I leave my arms not sown

If tonight the ends, justified are

From the means I create, so far

I care not, for I know deep down

My own suffering, in happiness will drown

I do this for right, never for wrong

I do this for her, for what she will long

As I step towards the bathroom tub

My openings together, which I rub

I somehow cannot turn the faucet’s hand

On the floor of failure is where I land

She will have to deal for a week or two

Until I find a way to do what I must do

 

 

 

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