just a song

the cold blood flows
through my darkened veins
I feel it through my body
this pleasurable frost

missing the scent of flesh
from warm days by her side
worries nowhere near

but reality is cruel
rips your flesh away
makes you feel the pain
no matter where you go

other humans don't help
it's like they don't exist
we must be alone

we find our own exits
be it suffering or tears
be it pain or pleasure
yet the easiest being death

death..
hold me in a sweet embrace

no one takes it seriously
'tis just a song..