Exit Wound
my eyes bled tears
as my fingers, not my lips,
bled words this dawn.
as I slept, I hemmorhaged,
dying again, though I had tried
so hard to come to life again;
dying from inside again,
from the heart, the exit wound.
you damned me to this
chose this for me, over me;
uncertainty and depth
instead of my immortal love.
like lungs, your desires rise and fall;
mine gasp as I do not:
I breathe no more,
feel nothing but nothing and despair.
you change like the surface of the sea
and never die.
I change like the extinct
and evolve, unmercifully.
©2007 Emily Grace (sevengem.net)