Like dormant cancer flowing through my veins,
The hate I nurse closest to my heart,
Running slowly like an icy stream through my brain,
Day after day we never seem to part.
The pain and hurt digs ever deeper,
Hiding from moonlit fields and captivating laughter,
Yet the light of day it seeks to find,
Stumbling through shadows like a man that’s blind.
I seek the heaven so many speak of,
Slitting my veins in blood drenched offering,
Praying to the gods to let me end my suffering,
Their cold indifference, nothing to speak of.
At the end of day a pact we make,
To lie together wrapped tightly in each others arms,
Let death be a friend and welcome companion,
As we leave this world, forfeiting it for the next.