parphrased

from clear to bright red;
my heart fills with dread

the pain in my head
leaves me for dead

a swing and a miss
my soul for a kiss

i give what is needed
the doubt has been seeded

the scars on my throat
in the words i have wrote

tastes like dark magic
and endings so tragic

waterfall killings
red eyes are filling

night-shadowed faces
staring, heart races

dream state slowness fades
dropping your charades

words come once more
as the tears hit the floor