The blood-Stained diamond

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Hello, so today I'm doing an ASMR of me reading a poem I wrote one day. This is called The Bloodstained Diamond. When I lay in wake of watching thy my soul dives, the love I give foreseems fading rather, shooting stars while one is catching up.

The gentle breeze of a siren's voice calms the nerves of a sailor. Sometimes I ask why the cracks from an earthquake deviate so badly. Though someone once told me a knife wound doesn't heal, rather morphs into something more powerful, protecting, but at what cost, pain.

Sometimes a sheep lays and dies for a wolf, while other times it can continue running and survives. Sometimes I'm the sheep. Sometimes I want to lay down, but for you I am reborn.

I need you to draw blood and cut me. You promised me forever, but forever has to start. I need a new beginning, a new start.

Is this a new beginning, or forever? I feel myself slipping into the future while my body is left in the past. Hold me, kiss me, bite me, grab my hand and tell me everything's okay.

Closer. Each day I feel myself slipping closer, but farther from anyone.