i have fallen for you.    i never got the chance to tell you,    'tear these feathered wings from my back.'    i couldn't hide this internal bleeding.    smiles of my filth on my dripping second.    seconds counting,   i fade away with the wind to deny me freedom.   please let me go.   a child bearing his final sign.    lying in sheets    tainted with splattered blood of what was once me,    but things aren't so beautiful anymore.    now i am death.    these voices i draw are direct,    seemingly undecieving.    nothing comes out so simple.    i notice i tore these wings with my own hands.    everything seperating me from what is life.   entwined in messages of inexistence   and missing memories desolving like my one love, my only love.   i will never feel your touch    while i hear my name from your lips again.    my sunrise is the darkness.    i will miss you.