Fraying
Fake blood simmers,
You fell from my warmth like winter,
The way you'd speak,
Forgotten to me, lost beyond the sun.
This heart in my chest aches at times,
Though it still beats,
I find each breath to be hesitant,
For the misery runs past my spine.
Forever, I hope I'll next time sleep,
I'm tired of russian roulette with the same gun,
And while I'm without proof to others,
I know for myself, I can never be fully woken.
My veins lead,
They carry the blood I wish I didn't know of,
Smoothly as sound falls from a guitar,
Neither one should ever be too far.
Further falls my ignorance to what could live,
You took away all I could give, now I'm nothing,
I could've been what you loved but I wasn't enough to so much as hold you,
That much is true and I know that I'm fraying.
K