Stabbing wounds into flesh
The pain once again subsides
I reach out with bloody fingers
Begging for release from this
The voice laughs again
I feel another stab numbing my side
Stumbling to earth I cry out
No one to hear me, no one to care
I press into my wound, blood pouring
As I get up my hands caress the wall
Leaving bloody trails that go no where
I reach up for the door as my back gives out
My hands rips the knife from its place
Clanking to to the concrete I fall
The voice chuckles and screams
I see the dark figure rising up again
My hand rises as a shield
Ripping through air and dust
Lungs hold no more breath
Chest giving into defeat
Hands reaching, grabbing for life
Dark shadow pressing down hard
My last words know no meaning
"Without you...."
The world darkens into night
Pain of forever ceased
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