matthewsloan

My eyes burn, from these tears. Razor blade filled rain drops Falling down my cheeks. Splashing down onto my skin, In florid, claret patterns, Dripping life, withering essence from my wrist. As I sit behind the door, Counting by the years. Scratching tallies in the floor, Along with all my fears. Carved deep into the skin, A bowie knife, deep within My heart Locked up so tight. I've got the gun cocked, and aimed just right. With this noose around my neck, Don't leave me here strangling. I'm hanging here scrambling, dangling, Gasping for my breath. Blood drips behind the door, Each drop a separate year. As my body hits th

Minds entangled in the night. Hearts racing. Fingers touching. Time to release the animals within. Breathing heavy. Fingers touching every inch of my body. Looking deep into your eyes. Windows steam up in the cold air. My skin ever so soft against you. Lost in your touch. Feeling the warmth. Sweat drips from our skin. Holding you close. Never wanting this night to end.