Join Me

 

The words tattooed on my soul,

Cannot compare to the pain in my heart.

But the ink seeps in,

Turning my soul dark –

Staining it black.

It runs through my veins,

Throughout my body,

Right to my heart,

Colouring it the colour of Death.

But the poison of the ink

Doesn’t hurt my heart –

It’s been dead for years.

My chest is an empty cavity.

And where my heart once was,

Now lies a child,

Battered and bruised,

Sad and alone,

Living but wanting to die.

That child was once me,

But I have since been reborn.

I now walk with the Reaper

And I have nothing left to fear.

But still I’m lonely,

And have one favour to ask of you –

Join me in Death,

For this world,

It isn’t worth living.

               

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