My thots are surreal
my life becoming unreal
get ready for my burial
i'm on satan's trial
so love me when i'm gone
though u left me in my fall
I still try to crawl
hope I can stand tall
my love for u became my enemy
and urs never saw me
I waited for u while it was bright
but cudn't ignore darkness with all my might
my casket of emotions
my path to demotion
concealed wid my grave like an old notion
I put this in words
da only thing I say mine
broken are my chords
in hell next time I dine......
1 comment:
hey though the poem is mind blowing i dont think you are going to hell that soon!!!!!
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