my bloody desire

a light sits at the front of my door.
i freeze up and turn ghoste white.
my dark quiet is being disrupted and im not ready to leave.
the light lingers at the edjes and trys to force entry to my haven.
in a quck stuggle i try to hide the knife and to cover the blood from my wounded arm.
the rush from my episode fades from my eyes. its all over now and its now time to go to bed. i let it all run creating a larg spot on my bed.
i whisper goodbye to you with my last breath.