Out Of a God's Eye — a poem by Unidya on SpaceHey

     Dread is washing over me, my hands burning up when i lay down.

I feel his skin grazing mine, his wrist intertwined with mine.

A whisper, a hair in my eye.

You hurt me with sin, the worst kind.

Wrestle my sword when i chew on your bone, how nice.

     I haven't been able to sleep, a whisper, a tongue in my eye.

Quiver and shiver, stutter and mutter the words out.

     Stop, i want no more.

Said i, a suicide in the far evening.

Dying, creeping around my empty tomb.

     Stop, i want my live back, the love i swore to keep.

Said i once more.

I'm used to seeing death shaped cuts, lonely creatures when i sleep my blade into my pupils.

I miss this feeling of bittersweetness, 

calling for help again.

Help my mind as it twists in my back, a knife from a mother and a savior.

     He calls for me again, my eyes on fire.

I love your face, a single teardrop.

Out of a God's eye.