Steady, to the bone, the cut was deep and the wound was great. I will die as I must. 18+ |
-Lit My Blood To Run- by Keaton Foster Here it comes Flowing Going Showing death Expelling life Lit my blood to run From wounds undone I will die as I must I will die as I should These hands So many impossible things Have they done This grip Many lives Has it took This mind Punishing at times Terrible thoughts Piled like stones Nowhere to go No strength to move From underneath such weight I have managed survival No longer is that the case The blade at my feet The wound Impossibly deep All things blue Have now turned red All things life Are about to become The end Lit my blood to run My life The spark to ignite The fuel of choices made And consequences laid An inferno will remain My grave replaced With an open fire pit Those who adore And those who hate Can come Above me they can stand Hurling some things to be burned Allowing other things to be destroyed The end will always be the same Life Such a tedious game Here it comes Flowing Going Showing more of death Spilling what’s left Every ounce Pooling at my feet Self-inflicted doom Marginally dramatized By these final words Words that could not even begin To express what it means To stand here watching Something That can never be undone That can never be taken back Lit my blood to run Soon it will be done And so will I… Lit My Blood To Run Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013 |