Ache

A1996 - 00

Jun. 20

Falling asleep

On my white sheets and feather pillows

My head in ache

I feel the warm trickle

First from my ears

On to my pillow

My ears bleeding

The red staining the white sheets

And tracing the curves of my ear

Then from my nose

The blood traveled down my lips

Hitting the sheets

I bled from the holes in my wrists

And the holes in my ankles

Like my soul bleeding

The red rivers flowing

Feeling like I’m no longer the significant person I used to be

Losing my soul, my thoughts

Seeing the flash before me

The images of all those brothers and sisters that I loved

The blood flowing from the holes

My wrists, my ankles, my ears, my nose

My eyes blue as the sky and ocean

My body getting cold, pale, rottenly forgotten

I’m no longer significant

I’m just a shadow caster now

On mountain tops

I’ll be reunion warmth

I’m no longer significant

I’m bleeding now

I’m nothing

I’m your love

00.06.20.09:14:13@296NYC

David Harth

Scent (Version #2)