The ending echo

The only thing I can smell on your breath
is the silent emotionless taste of death
what you did, is what was asked
as you crawled back into this heart
with a clowns smile, you partly laughed
as you gasped

There will be no more future for humanity
due to all its ever achieved amounting
into small significant signs of vanity
through constant lying, denying and killing

The blood I spilled, was of my own
As you left me all alone
overdrawn and overdosed
I slit my wrists from bone to bone,
all across my ribs
is where the blood had come from
so when the sun lights up at dawn
just take note,
I will be far from here,
I will be completely gone!

Walking In On You.

As i walked through the door
The only thing i seen
Was you, lying flat on the floor
Its like you'd been
To hell and back
Without pushing or wanting more

Shouting, get up, get up
You have a life ahead of you
Wake up, wake up,
You had no reason to use that knife on you
Don't give up, don't give up

Please come back to me,
I'm only asking that you push for more,
Because death is nothing less
Believe me I've been there and i saw
There are scars on my back
From the wars i fought

So only if you can wake up
Look me in the eyes
And tell me with complete honesty
No lie or attempts to deny
That you only wish to die
Then I'll drop you from my heart
And let you fall apart

If thats the case,
Then go on, slit your wrists
And take the risks

Leaving

Well i figured that since im breathing
I'd start finding
A way to start leaving

The queue of things to do is empty
And I think my hearts finally ready
Because with this thought my minds turned steady.

Tomorrow i will pack all my things away
Plan for the following day
And learn that life can go in any direction we sway

All that I need
Is to plant the future in seed
Allow it to grow, breath and bleed.

Ive set my sights
Ive set my targets
And now its time to roll the carpets
Because tomorrow I leave all the torments

Saying Good Bye

was it your conscience,
or was it your physical presence.
Is it the memories of you,
or is it these cemeteries for so few.

Either way I've no idea
where to stand,
What to say,
or how to move towards the future.

The only part of this tragic life that seems to sustain
is the part that seems to remain
Its all those times that you caused me so much pain.

Anyway, I suppose its that time
when I have to say, the dear... departed... good-bye
After all its your death day
and theres nothing really I should fear
because the guy who has no reason has been,
and taken the best damn thing, life itself.

Formerly known as the one and only reaper.
He popped in through the night,
avoided your dream catcher,
and removed the one and only thing,
his teacher could teach.
It was "your" soul, as you lay there praying for better.

Night Dreams

Standing by street light
Under the clear sky of night
Theres a feeling
Thats over whelming
Through the knowledge of knowing
Everyone else,
Is currently sleeping
But as I stand here
The paths of many flow by
With the birds that tweet
As they silently retreat
To allow the stars to shine
And the creativity to show
So that I may
Write these words of mine.

Iono, does that not just mean
that im alive living
whilst everyone else
is passed out sleeping?
Or is it me, thats secretly day dreaming.