By: Kate MacDonald
Electric sparks strike silver echoes,
Liquid dark is all I see,
Sultry frisson assault each nerve end,
Take this blade and set me free.
I was never meant to stay here,
Every breath brings pleasure, pain,
Let me go and then forget me,
There is nothing left to gain.
Why call me back into this prison,
Made of memories and lies?
Take solace in the future.
As one lives another dies.