Split in Two

 Split in two
Red gushes downward
Constant yearning
A predefined Life

This agonizing self hatred lingers

An ocean of blue
Ebbs toward
This heart ever burning
A sharpened knife

I see the groping of death’s fingers

Falsehoods and truth
An ever increasing void
A beginning of mourning
For those in this rife

I am condemned in constant anger

I am split
Steel blade
Jagged and dripping
Blood and sinew

Such ecstasy inflicted in self danger

Teeth are grit
Light begins to fade
My mind is tripping
Last act not to rue

Now begin the lamentations

My headstone is writ
All have prayed
Hearts are ripping
They have said adieu

If only they had seen the predictions

Split in two