Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Steely Blade

Kiss me on the cheek
Sweet
Before you stab me
With the steely blade
Hug me tight
Tell me goodnight
As I fall in the abyss
Forget to wade

Drift away
All the sorrows
Of the day
Dripping red
All the hopes
And dreams
I bled

I didn't feel the knife go in
Past my tender skin
I have nothing left
To feel bereft
No
I'm not alone
Neither am I home
Steely blade of reality
Killing the fantasy

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