My Poems

The Ruby Liquid

I have chosen the path,

I welcome death,

Death took me,

Fire soothed me.

I let the flames lick

My every being,

My every fiber,

My soul it devours.

The blood, it soothes,

The breath, it steals,

The life, it shreds,

The soul, it murders.

I can feel death,

Yet I cannot feel.

I can see it,

Yet I am blind.

I welcome it,

As an old friend.

I taste blood,

I feel complete