:: Poetry ::

:: Sunday, April 20, 2003 ::

i am a corpse
yet still breathing
the wounds
the scars
on my torn apart heart
they will never heal
perpetually bleeding
never ceasing
crimson
drops
jeweled beads
frozen on my skin
shining
like rubies
upon the stark white snow
my body shaking all over
i'm so cold
shivering
frozen
my lips are turning blue
my face is collecting
shards of ice
as i am
escaping
into oblivion
leaving my pain behind
i am rising up
away
from my body
and as i'm looking down at the horror
of the world
i see it
lying there
so small- so insignificant
lying on the ground
with all of my pain
flowing freely
from the matter
that you could once
call human existance
but no longer
now i am just a thing
an it
i don't exist anymore
and a part of me is glad
glad for the release
glad that i no longer have to deal
glad that the eternal paradox is over
yet, at the same time
a part of me will miss this world
that i hate
this world that is so full of pain
a part of me will miss it
but the other part of me
will never miss this world
scorning the very day
i was brought into it
i'm dying
floating away
from everything
i ever knew
everything
that is pure
and true
everything that is
hellish
and full of terror
i am floating away
from it all
never
looking
back
:: sydinator 8:21 PM [+] ::
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