(Experiment with wordformations and achrostichons.)
Blood comes from my mouth
In fact
it comes out of every cavity
in my body.
Fluid. That is all
blood is.
I E A I A E O I A O O E U
I bleed all over you
though you do not seem to
care. Do you love me enough
to see me die in your arms? I'm
bleeding here. Crying out for you.
Do you not hear me? Do you not feel
my pain? My hands are crossed over
my wounds, I need more hands to
cover my ears. My ears, they
hurt so bad and I do not
know why or how to stop
the pain. Stop spewing
the blood on me.
A scream in the darkness.
I run.
I trip.
Oh how cliché.
It gets me.
I die.
My life is in your
hands
eyes
heart
now
do
not
give
up on
me, girl.
Why did you
leave the keys
on the table, girl?
why did you
put the drugs
in the lower cabinet
where I can reach them, girl?
Girl. Girl.
Growl. Roar.
SCREAM.
A scream, it calls my name.
you have forsaken me.
Isn't it funny how these
things always go?
You end up beating yourself
over the head
for leaving your keys on the
table and finding
me here in this awful state.
But do not worry.
I will not wake up any more.
WAKE UP!
WAKE UP!
Stay asleep.
Slumber has come.
Goodbye.
I tried.
I cried.
I died.
Memento mori ergo carpe diem.
Time messed me up, girl.
I wish I could outrun time.
But time is not a being.
Time is incorporeal.
WHY IS TIME CRUEL?
Why are we cruel?
Stop looking at me like that
it hurts
my
dead
nerves.
Cry alone.
Die alone.
Live together.
Die alone.
Be alone.
Die alone.
Drug alone.
Die alone.
Alone.
Forever
So
Alone.
For once I understand what you were trying to tell me
All this time. I feel dead for not
Realizing how bad I needed your
Entity around me.
What? You're amazed? Memento Mori
Ergo Carpe Diem. I will always
Love you, my dearest. No matter how
Long it takes me to get you back.
I bid you farewell.
Wait? What does my eye spot?
There! In the corner!
Is it...Light?
Yes!
Yes!
Light!
I run.
I trip.
Oh how cliché.
But wait...
I GET UP!
I run.
I reach the light.
Wait.
This is not right!
I must go back!
I am needed here!
Too late...
I trusted the light.
The light was wrong.
I cry when angels deserve to die.