Torn Signs
12-10-2003, 05:23 PM
Last Memories
My last memory was of your last breath,
Your last memory was of torturing me,
You knew what you wanted, you knew what I wanted,
We wanted the same thing,
I wanted to leave this cold dark and dank Earth,
You wanted to remove me from the world so your hurt could subside with my painless death,
You thought you had me,
We had the same wish,
I came
You had a knife,
Blood was to be shed,
But now,
Your last memory was of me,
Falling,
Blood shattered and spreading everywhere,
A pool comitted by my own sword,
My own hand,
Now my last memory is of my last step,
Your last memory is of my last breath.
My last memory was of your last breath,
Your last memory was of torturing me,
You knew what you wanted, you knew what I wanted,
We wanted the same thing,
I wanted to leave this cold dark and dank Earth,
You wanted to remove me from the world so your hurt could subside with my painless death,
You thought you had me,
We had the same wish,
I came
You had a knife,
Blood was to be shed,
But now,
Your last memory was of me,
Falling,
Blood shattered and spreading everywhere,
A pool comitted by my own sword,
My own hand,
Now my last memory is of my last step,
Your last memory is of my last breath.