The Ultimate Fight

Life is so complicated and there is nothing to do about it. The rain falls slowly to the ground but the ground yet stays stiff. My heart stays stiff. Deep drives the knife slowely moves through the skin as the blood rushes up turns red. It's the way you say hi that makes me tremble inside, like the knife moving slowely to my heart. Open to hurt again I do not want to be, but for you my heart can take all the pain. Pain is the deep meaningless mortality. For what is mortality anymore? Closer and closer the knife gets as I think of life, the more meaningless it seems. Give up! Why try? Everytime trying gets harder and harder. Stop, don't try, completly freeze to no point of unfreezing. Ultimately froze inside and out. Blood coming out bright red as the silver stainless twelve inch blade goes through. Push hard away resisting the knife exactly one inch away from peircing the heart. Breath, heavy, thick. Tears streaming down. For I can't push anymore. Give up, just give up now. No for giving up would cost everything including you. Push! Feeling hot, perspiration building up in the body which finally leaks through the skin. No breath is left. Push harder. Can or can't do? Do come on, get up you lazy mortal. Push. The knife 1/4 away from peircing the heart, 1/8, 1/16, Push! For this is your last chance, 1/2, 3/4, 1 inch. Blood flooding the clothing. Sweat and tears combined. Kill or be killed, hold on or let go? Hold on, knife peirces the heart as rain erodes, as blood is red. The word goodbye hurts to much.

© Amber Leigh 2003/04