Time is a knife

It stole from me what I loved, I must steal life.

Time is a knife,
On really good hands it can heal,
Otherwise it kills.

A knife is time,
Time I’ve lost stepping on shadows,
A fate I have to swallow.

Know tonight,
There will be no mercy for my wrist,
Blood will cease to exist.

Praying,
For a better place to live than earth,
Which I hope is worth.

But I know,
Heavens are for the delusional,
Death is final.

No Hope,
Here or nowhere, I hate it,
Life is a bandit…

…Of Hope.

…Of everything I’ve loved.

It took my love,
Who died within my own filthy hands,
Now I must steal it…

…I must steal life to make it pay.