The Asphyxiation Process
A hazer of absence hovers over your head. I cannot see past this blackened hole inside your chest. Place this noose around your neck. There is nothing left but two steps to eternity. Nothing more can fulfill your desire, a fuel that will burn no longer. Gather the blood that has been shed. Sip the taste of despair. Can't you see what you've become? Spit this precious disease from your mouth. Fall to your knees, and pray for yourself. I have forgotten your death and maybe now, there can be silence. Your kiss is as cold as death. I'll hold your severed head in my hands. Leave this plague to devour it's hosts. Close your eyes, for this sadness shall forever reign upon our hearts. I gaze into the dying light of my forgotten dreams to search for my true happiness.