Second By Second - 13/06/22 Rewrite Poem by Banksoya Sauce

Oh, to rot at your touch,
To lay next to your motionless body,
To wait for my skin to morph into yours;
Growing colder, second by second.

Oh, to take my last breath in your embrace,
To face the unavoidable,
To sink into your darkness
Which takes over me, second by second.

Oh to feel my lips turn blue,
To feel my eyes lose focus,
To watch my chest collapse further
Only to grow closer to you, second by second.