The kiss, the wound, the bloody end

[brandnewmessiah]

Kiss the steel as it touches my lips
Leaving bloody reminders of you
The same blade that slits my wrists
Has entered my heart and severed through
I can’t cut out what is no longer there
Even though I try and try again
Why is it so hard to live without despair
Because without you living is at an end
There was a time when a smile graced my face
But maintaining it has always been my problem
Lately it seems it has all but gone without a trace
In crimson maybe I can now draw one
End this misery of having no one
Die alone just as I’ve lived
Carve in me some feeling where there is none
Self mutilation is the gift that I give
To myself for being unwanted
To this world for being so cruel
To your love that always has haunted
The empty caverns of my soul
No new mornings, no sleepless nights
Wide awake in a dream of dashed hope
Now only blackness to the dimming of lights
And into this black is where I shall go

[anirbas]

"There was a time when a smile graced my face
But maintaining it has always been my problem
Lately it seems it has all but gone without a trace
In crimson maybe I can now draw one"

~fragmentation of BNMic versification.

As always, you manage to turn the darkest of thoughts one can, could and does think as a human being, into a starkly beautiful canvas of cyphers well chosen, wrought and twisted together with an underlying message to the reader...you are not alone in your pain...Anir.

[MsM]

I've not the right words to say poet to explain the very impact this had on me...save for...blown away and loving it...glorious telling...
(using poet as a term of respect...*)
You have such a way with words...that I am left without mine...
Dark mastery...BNM...