I lie dead on the asphalt
Running in, running out,fear is beating in my cheast.
and wine strokes my body,
for i feel i have to rest.
Rain is drowning my velvet hair,
rain is joyining some tears.
silence stricking by me on the asphalt,
as it cleans me from the years.
Only water hitting the ground,
i feel the urge to hum a song.
but i fail to instead spit blood,
oh god, i have'nt felt pain for long.
Wide green eyes starring out in dark,
hands out trailed in my own red wine.
blink twice, blink twice,
for i can not believe its a good sign.
Red stained eyes of the devils flames,
luring back from the world light-rich.
waiting for my final breath,
to lure me to the demons pitch.
I feel the pressure over my heart,
and as if the wind stop blowing.
for i can no longer sip for air,
and shadows are slowly growing.
He whispers my name to selfish surrender,
The mind follows as the eyes trail off.
regret comes easy now when i hear it,
a devils mighty laugh.
Poetry by Aubrey
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Written on 2008-03-09 at 17:42
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