Absorbs into my skin
Makes me shiver
Cools my soul
Icing it over
Shutting down my systems
Travels through my plasmatic blood
Slowing it to a crawl
Through my hardening veins
Killing cell by cell
Trying to reach my heart
That's already shut down
All but a lonesome beat
Slow but there
Keeping me alive
Reaching its target
Taking the shot
Not even aiming
Hitting with perfect precision
Severing my only life
The bothersome beat
The sad little excuse for a person
The cold,
The bitterness,
The words,
The cries,
The screams,
The enemies,
The foes,
The only things
I can hope to hang
onto, now all shed from
my molting shell.
And with that, I curl into a
ball, tight and alone for all of
E.T.E.R.N.I.T.Y.
YOU ARE READING
Can You Hear Me?
PoetryPoetry by me-all original-about life, death, and everything inbetween. COVER ART DONE BY: WattMadchen1 Thank you so much! PHOTO BY: Me-edited before she did. I own the rights to original photo. :) -Chelly
