You hold me as the light leaves my eyes.
I reach up
You think I'm reaching for you.
Why would I reach for the one who slew me?
You grab my hand
Stop me from reaching the light
You always seem to stop me.
I would rather have died alone
But as always
You are here.
Your eyes taunt me in my final moments.
Those shining blues
Full of malice and life
Even as mine fade
Your eyes dance.
Teasing.
I hate you.
I'll see you in hell
And I won't stop to say hello.