domingo, 8 de junho de 2008

this blood

Silence all around me...

yet there is a tiny sound...
like water droping...

a continuous sound...

not getting bigger, not getting thiner...

just the same sound...
the same boring sound, dull,
everlasting...

nothing changes in this silence...
(like nothing changes in my life...
do what i may...
the ending is always the same...
it's always the ***ck**g damn way...)

and still the tiny drops fall...

i look to the pool at my feet...

eventually the drops will end...
eventualy the blood will end...
i say this cause i know
the wound won't heal...
(they never do...
i can count them all...
they all left scars...
the trouble is that this one
juts re-opened...)

and when my heart is empty...
of this...
this blood

there will be no more sound...

only silence...

and peace...
please just make it end fast...




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