this
this is really killing me
I write those words with my brittle bone
its as real as the water that floods the ocean
as real as the natural disaster that destroys land
and kills so many innocent souls
you need to understand

this is

its killing me
and I feel death on every tip of each sense
and my sixth

I remember your face
oh how I remember your smile
and with that
I see my skin shred
my mortal being abruptly being taken apart
by your furious eyes
eyes that are furious for me
or atleast I would like to think
that a atom of emotion remains towards
my reched being


am I to blame
for that uncanny minute
where I leaned over and touched your lips
was I not as condemed as you were
but I am the monster
who let it happen
where you not apart
of the offspring who took over our land

but it is me
I am the ruler of my life
and my obligation
how could you torutre me for that

I am lying here
so helpless and so mute
and my eyes are red
with the blood that I shed for you
and I shake
and I shiver
and I quiver

just thinking about your name

I am the hero
for even letting my mind think of your exsistence
what a vital leap I take into my sanity
everytime I think of your humanity