The End

You slice and I see
Your blood is crimson
Your eyes are hollow
The blade runs up and down.
Marking you forever
The crone prepares her scissors
Ready to cut the thread
Ready to end it all
I cry for you to stop
But you are too far gone
Feet between our bodies
Miles between our minds
My heart beats ever harder
As yours starts to fade
The crimson flows stronger
The hollow becomes deeper
The scissors close
The eyes shut
The blood flows
I mourn