El Fin

With wounded eyes I cross the street

Headlights signal my defeat, someone scrape me off of my demise

Terrified cars screech and halt

My bleeding limbs immersed with salt, dig a hole and throw my soul inside

Cause there is no way I’m coming out of this alive

With CPR and urgent care I still can’t be revived

The traffic didn’t kill me but it finished off the rest

Fill the void to patch this heart shaped hole in my chest

I should have ran to miss the cars

I should have hid to avoid the scars that you have carved in me

If I had known this beforehand

The future would have not been planned and my life would remain incomplete

Take back all the things you said

Remove the whispers from my head

Erase all of the memories

My hands are shaking I’m on my knees

But I can’t change these things

You’ve peeled apart my wings