as yet uncongealed
terminal in flow
bled intent
conclusion dripping slow

please clot the seeping sin
ligate the vein of end
vindicate my tear
absolve me from lament

i withhold the will to die today
await the dawn of hope
this chalive of mortality
has touched upon my lips
its substance bitter in my mouth

please adjourn the dirge
sine die
i rescind this sin of sorrow

damnation passed by
it's stigma scarred
upon my wrists
unfold another moment
advent another day