Submissions by Ray

The feeling of his lips against
mine sends chills all down
my spine, kissing me countless
times. Feeling his hands move
down my sides,and between
my thighs.

Its sweet love we want to make,
As we move from the bed to the floor,
we get undressed andare ready for more.
Moving up and down, i feel him in side of me.

Am I alive or am I dead
My greatest regrets repeating
in my head. Felling so empty and
cold, like a puddle of my own blood
forming the sillihoute of a mold.

Wondering ifI'll ever be missed,
trapped in my own darkness,
lost lucidity of my mind.

The depression, a war in time.
Counting down the days left on
my life line. Lost in all these silly
rhymes. Trying to breath, but no
longer living. Lost all hope,
lost all meaning.

Confused with what isreal,
saying grace at my last meal.
Counting...