Here you will find my musings, most are quite dark and appeal to a select few, if you fall under that category I hope you enjoy what you read, thoughts are welcome
Pink xx

Friday, 12 July 2013

Dead Leaves

Dead leaves fall slowly,
trees gnarl and twist.
What you thought were shadows,
no longer exist.

Mind writhing in turmoil,
depression begins to take hold.
Icy winds cut like a knife,
you're left out in the cold.

Soul does tear in two,
as heart begins to slow.
Would they even notice,
that you've decided to go?

Haunted whilst awake,
the cold begins to spread.
Now is the time, you know,
you may as well be dead.

Life force ebbs away,
crimson fluid escapes.
The shadows in your mind,
begin to form, take shape.

Numb, you feel nothing,
despite the razors sharp.
Sliced through so easily and
now has stopped your heart.

Written Oct 07

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