Selfish
08/00/2001

It drips in my hand
Warm and thick
It flows from my wrist

That strange salty taste
Crimson hue
My life drains from me

Like a shower or bath
I am covered
Hot then turns to cold

My last breath I breathe
Yet I live
I just get colder

The cold doesn't stop
My heart has
And my eyes are closed

Life has departed
But the cold
Deeper and deeper

I'll always be cold
Tonight and
For eternity