This moment i feel alive,
my heart thumps violently against my chest,
i stand between the devil and God,
And hold a lifetime in one breath.

My body falters to the ground,
and in the morning it will be found.
my soul leaves the earth,
looks back once, and makes no sound.

I have bled you out,
my torniquets did not hold you in,
but each time you would flow in me,
i would remember how you forgot me.

I will face our end with upraised fists.
I will not wince outwardly in pain.
And only in the chambers of my heart can you hear these cries.
I cry my heart through my eyes,
and bleed my life through my wrists.

isunge 09

Peya Jakob

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