A blade, engraved
my blood, it craves
my blood, it craves
my name etched, on shiny edge
hanging above my head
ready to cut, at any time
ready to cut, at any time
swinging by a thread
me standing on a ledge
arms outstretched
just watching as time's sands shift
me standing on a ledge
arms outstretched
just watching as time's sands shift
through the hourglass in a steady drift
Bullet emblazoned with letters
Bullet emblazoned with letters
spins through the air
towards me, a slow-motion nightmare
I can see it coming
but cannot move
I can see it coming
but cannot move
legs stuck fast
like my shoes have been swapped with glue
just watching the hands
creep around the clock face
in a deathly glacial pace
The poison is already on my skin
It's just taking its sweet time to sink in
just watching the hands
creep around the clock face
in a deathly glacial pace
The poison is already on my skin
It's just taking its sweet time to sink in
knocking out my nervous system
body under attack
offering little resistance
an invasion, as the bullet grazes my temple
I let out a wail, a cry, a hail of words
as the blade inches ever closer
I just watch as day becomes night and back again
Eyes dulled to the light, blinded by the dark
always flowing like tides, following highs and lows
offering little resistance
an invasion, as the bullet grazes my temple
I let out a wail, a cry, a hail of words
as the blade inches ever closer
I just watch as day becomes night and back again
Eyes dulled to the light, blinded by the dark
always flowing like tides, following highs and lows
waves rise and fall
lapping like mini waterfalls
Thanks For Reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
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