(old)
I must accept fate, everything happens for a reason.
The feelings I now carry... conflict so much it hurts.
A hate driven to the wrong person, cause the love wont let it move.
A love that burns to bright to hate,
and a hate that smolders to much to love.
I am just a dead fox, walking, watching, waiting.
Walking past the heavens, looking for the running angle.
Watching as she runs... only to stab me when I catch up.
Waiting for a dawn, for light to brake through the clouds.
Waiting for her to stop, look back, and see the blood pouring as I keep walking...
As I keep walking toward my next stab.
So as the depths of hell call, my bleeding body only hears the footsteps,
of the angle running by, to drive her blade in again.
My eyes blinded by the blood so red from the love,
cant see where the next stab will be.
Blind, bloodied, numb, dead,
my body keeps walking leaving red paw prints in the sand.
Waiting for hell to stop me...

All this came out of my own head.
A head that bleeds out more and more as I walk.
A head that no longer stands,
To love,
To hate,
To feel,
To live,
To die...

My body keeps driving to its end... but the head has no control and it never did.

I never seem to stop uploading this.... Quick backstory:
It came to me in a dream about a year ago. i made it the next day. I was depressed and had a broken heart. What every seems to think is that just cause I repost this that Im back in that state. Its been years, Its just a piece of art I made that I really like so here it is again...
not that good with blood.