• If death is not eternal and we'd be together forever would you let me go with you wherever you went.
    Follow behind you like a shadow.
    Next to you for all eternity.
    Happy to hold your hand forever and revel in the nearness of you.
    Your gentle touch, you sweet whispers.
    Like a gentle wind next to my ear.
    Would you...

    Would you use your veins to heal the cracks in my heart?
    Give me your essence to meld with my own.
    So that no matter where we were or how far apart we are you would be with me.
    Be next to me…
    Forever…

    I want this selfish moment in your eyes so I can never forget.
    Never forget how my heart races when you smile.
    How my day just feels brighter when you say hello darling.

    Just a selfish moment to feel loved.

    Because out there in the outside world we are miles apart.
    Only separated by a land mass filled with roads that we cannot travel.

    Roads blocking our way to find serenity that we mustn’t be allowed.

    Still if death weren’t a thief and I was given the choice to be next to you, would let me stand here.
    Stand next to you, even if you never acknowledge my existence.
    Just knowing that your flesh crawls with my ghostly presence.

    Would you willingly allow me into the sanctuary of your soul?
    Allow me to tred where others fear to tred.
    Allow me to trample, knowing that you tremble at the mere presence of my steps.

    Sacrifice your body to me.
    Your soul to mine.
    Feeding a black hole that can never be filled.

    Feeling and emotion lost in the abyss.
    Swallowed by darkness and consumed by flesh.

    You scream out in pain, clutching your own muscles.
    Trying to will them to work.
    Work against the pain that has taken over your body.
    A pain you cannot describe.

    If death were a gift giver, would you take its present?
    Unknowing of what lies in the brightly wrapped box.
    A fluttering and explosions in your heart.

    Heat rushes through your body like a flood.
    Overwhelming your system.

    I tred softly in your veins, reveling in your nearness.

    Satisfied in drowning in blood.
    Feeling like you can’t move, fear of breaking.
    Weak as your body twitches from exhaustion.

    Breaths coming ragged.
    Heart racing.
    Images shifting before your eyes.
    Light swirling like water down a drain.
    Circling, the last bits.

    I want to feel your touch one last time as you fade away.

    Let me have this selfish moment in your eyes…

    Would you…

    © May 14, 2008