<<To The Death of Me,>>
It’s Friday afternoon, my mind is fried, I think I’m getting
high...Mental atrocities will save little families... and father said,
"wish away pain!"
Sure you are, but where am I? Become an angel and sniff some
glue,it would be fun, how ‘bout you?
I’ve fallen off my throne for you, I landed with a big crash and
a loud boom. It rocked the entire universe. Never clever was my
endeavor. A stupid computer, black attack, no loving back. My emotions
stirred through a connected modem and software that lets you do mystical
things with other humans on the planet.
This is the dissection of your angelic perfection. He loves her
more than he will ever know. It’s just a "swap meat" encounter that will
not be remembered in 10 years. I’m jumping and screaming to be heard by
you, and you don’t have a clue?
Take my hand, pin the tail on my temptations. It goes straight
to my heart. But, that’s all I ever wanted... your heart. Instead there
was a rock, it shocked, and my fate was locked.
I’m new again...I’m who....................I’m you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And, the situation wasn’t quite as intense as I thought. You
were always there to settle my insurance claims and my ice-cream stains,
and those mental drains. My entire existence was for your insistence. I
wish I had opportunity to love you and seal your soul in a heart-shaped
box.
If you want to know what it’s like, take a knife…and take your
life. And then you’ll see, you’re just like me. Your tears are like
mine, and you’re no longer fine. There’s no one to hold, and the pain is
untold. Your trapped by your love that was sent from above. And, now
you’re dead and I’m alive instead...
-Dauxyve C.
Reason for writing:
I just write for no reason. Somebody I never met inspired it.
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