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Broken glass
No more worries
no more comtemplation
blood pumping through my veins
such a rushing sensation
I forget all about life
'cause there's nothing to it
the thoughts in my mind
all seem fluid
Unicorns in the velvet shadows
angels whispering to me
for once I feel so happy
how can this be?
I look down my body
it's covered in red
what have I done,
am I really dead?
I look at the shattered glass
next to my silent body
it is like me
broken, cold and bloody
Life drifts out of me
it flashes before my eyes
I relive the anger, the pain
the hurt, the sorrow and the lies
I scream out your name
in the last seconds of this reality
so that I for one last time
can feel you close to me
I've felt like crushing glass in my hand before and dying. I never wanted to scream out someone's name, though. Very descriptive, thought provoking, emotionally charging piece.