I drank my way down to hell
way down the devils path again...

Speak-th of that heart written of your blood...
the...

Rthymic patterns made by my vital organs
Signing off warning signs and fighting off deadly...

I dedicate this poem to the love of my life sethy
While she walked down a dark shadowy end depressed...

Blood smeared words written on her attire
Of the one she'd loved the written art of her...