FADING AWAY

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

I run to that village, I hear there is life

To remind myself I am human, I carry a knife

These trees so green, sky so blue

Do I believe my eyes, can this be true?

I see them people, laugh and play

But I feel my pulse wither away

I hold my breath to feel life around me

I call out to them, their ignorance

I seeI pull out my knife, slit my hand

My blood flowing down this happy land

They run to me, to my rescue I think

I feel too weak but my soul won't sink

The village people play again, now with my blood

My life is all I sense now and these random thoughts that flood

They laugh and run around me, their happiness I feel

As I struggle to open my eyes, my cold grave they seal.