Silence Kills~

You asked me if you could fall in love with me

and I said “please”

The days and nights co~creating our own world

separate from the pain of our past, were timeless moments

Our words turned to heated truth on the bare

of our flesh and yet here I am alone

Your silence has taken me to my dark night

of the soul….and I’m drowning in the red rejection

Words can not escape my throat and I choke

until the crimson tears flow from my eyes

I’m dying every day

slowly

With a life clinging to hope

as I slowly fade away

I have died a thousand times

only to be resuscitated by your love

The kiss was your cure

yet here I am rejected

Again~

I've made a date with the Grim Reaper

he wants to love me to death~

Reviews

[Monica M.]

This is perfect. You can't help but feel the emotions and heartbreak. I can literally almost feel the pain. And on top of that, I love dark writing! Great piece :-)

[Sarin]

Wow, the darkness, and the irony, how can one die in love when they should feel alive. But it reminds me "Love until your heart breaks!!". And great work!!

[Pax]

this is really painful & heartbreaking piece... silent kills, indeed, as they eat you up, swallowed you whole into darkness... your as good as I remember my friend in this genre... great job!

[Frieda P]

Gruesome graphic, perfect for this darkly colored read...killer ending!

[†Tracey†]

Thank you Frieda..xo

[Scott Metro]

How dark..
Darkness does fall at times doesn't it..?
You'll be OK..you're a strong one.


Smile

[†Tracey†]

I am a strong one. I know the difference between a man with honorable intentions and a man who's a player and an a*s. I love the fact that I can vent the bad days...because the kiss and the passion at the end of the day zero's it out.. Thank you so much for stopping by.

Smile

[Scott Metro]

:)
Scott...........

[Rob Santana]

Wow tracey it is good to see that you're still around. I've always enjoyed your writing. This piece is dark but holds passionate emotions that are expressed in a painful way. This is awesome. Death never fails. He always becomes someone's pain killer.

[†Tracey†]

So true..life by the hand of the grim reaper :) Thank you Rob.. :) xo

[Wolfwind]

There is something about the curve of the Reapers Sycthe that is alluring at times, perhaps even elegantly romantic. Especially when though it terms of the cool of the steel against pale skin amidtst a pale moonlit night.

This piece reminds me of the ultimate let down. When someone has found joy and then the tool of the joy gets lost or perhaps like when the remote controled plane runs out of batteries and crashes to the ground. It is then we remember the darkness that may have thrived before as it comes cascading down again.

Your ink certainly leaves one feeling and starkly aware that the world is always encompassed by the life and death of the human heart.

Thanks for sharing!
Aaron

[†Tracey†]

You always make everything make sense.. I adore you..xo

[Wolfwind]

Now to master my next trick of everything making cents as well! That is much more difficult it seems! =)

[†Tracey†]

Of anyone I know you can do it..xo