Disclamer: I don't own Weiss Kreuz or its characters
Title: A Need for Death
Warnings: Angst, death?, shonen-ai(just thoughts no kissing or anything ^_^;;)
Other: Dedicated to a friend of mine. You know who you are.
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I need to feel that warmth again.
the trickle of blood rolling down my arm,
the feeling of pain incasing me,
I want to feel that again,
I will.

The blade slices through my flesh,
as if it were paper,
red gashes open and allows its crimson form to flow,
onto the white sheet below,
I stare at its redness,
glimering in the dim light,
a pale existance of what I am,
a freak,
a demon,
one who doesn't deserve to live,
I shall rid the world of myself,
for good this time,
for good..

I slit the other wrist,
now now staining my arms and hands,
making the blade an horrid sight,
what have I done,
to late now,
losing the light,
so dark,
dark scares me,
goodbye life,
hell,
terror...

I wake up astound to find myself alive,
and another suprise,
in the arms of a redhead,
I forgot about him in my pain,
darkness,
hes my light,
my angel,
I love him.

I look to bandaged wrists and knew,
for that moment,
he loved me too,
it wasn't a fling,
or lust,
but love,
pure as day,
perhaphs I shant rid the world of me,
not till my red haired angel wants me rid,
but for now I lay in his arms,
sleep.. yes that would be good,
yes.. sleep.. sleep.. sle..