open, dripping red onto white,
filling each line with another
piece of me, myself and I
listen to blood dropping,
heart slowing,
eyes closing,
life slipping
away I go,
letting go of everything.
Labored breaths signal
the end.
Shackled emotions break
free from mortal minds
let loose on wire-bound pages,
my fingertips pulsate.
No longer dripping,
life seeps quickly,
lines filled completely,
one last moment of resistence
flees.
I surrender.
Vein emptied.
Heart stopped.
Life lost.
Away I go,
giving my life to poetry.
