Poetry

john, 21 march 2012

Stab

I sit here screaming in my heart
Feeling the blade pierce my heart slowly,
I have messed up badly now
made a fatal choice losing my mind,
blood foaming around the ridges of my mouth,
I feel blood rushing from the heart to
the mouth and i am gently punctured thourgh the soul,
can you ever forgive I will never forget the name,
You my love shall always be on my mind even after dark.