As I lay dying;
You wiped away the tears,
And kissed away the fears.
.Bliss.
As I lay dying;
You washed away the crimson red,
And cleaned the wounds that have been bled.
.Save Me.
As I lay dying;
You sang songs of sweet remorse,
And upon me the knife you did force.
.Hatred.
As I lay dying;
You cleansed my shattered soul,
Hated memories never to be told.
.Forgotten.
As I lay dying;
The blood dripped to my fingers,
Though your presence still yet lingers.
.Love Me.
As I lay dying;
Weapon clenched in my hand,
Love to me is forevermore banned.
.Lost.
As I lay dying;
Regretting the choices you have made,
Though soon, my death shall soon too, fade.
.Remember Me.
As I lay dying;
I helped you make that final stroke,
And with this knife slit my throat.
.Thank You.
Chelsea J L Kieler
Author notes
Written June 29th, 2006
