Visions of death

By the dog

I watch it all fade away like my life was a race.

I keep in mind to run swiftly but to always keep up the pace.

My eyes bleed blood tears full of flames as my bodies engulfed in sorrow.

I cram my dreams full of my desires and I cut myself with the disappointments from tomorrow.

Now label that as Bloodshed.

I close my eyes while I live and see when I'm dead.