My Thoughts (selected poems 2‪)‬

A mile comes quick. A soul that's cold. Bury me in skin. Cold hands. Death comes, frightened souls. Grow the pain. He stands alone lost and cold. Memories fade. Murdered people left to bleed. My slow burning death remains. Rapture of the veins. Raw meat. Religions preach of their righteous believes. Screaming pain of burning shame. Sickness comes to take the pain. Sons and children cry in pain. Sum the children. Summer death in winter graves. The brush in my hand. The rain that falls.