Dying Again

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By bedazzled

I can't struggle in these thorns, Helpless to avoid further bleeding. Even if I beg, If I fall, If I let you take it all, You'll still be the drug, The drug that I'm needing. And I can't imagine the black, The shadows I'll drag myself through. So I'll hang, Until I fall, I'll let you watch it all, But it'll still be you, 'Cause it was always you. These are the tears that I have lied for This is the moment I have cried for, And this is the second time I've died for, For you. I hope that you feel the thunder, I hope it rumbles regret in your mind. I hope your thoughts, Are overdosed, On the girl you knew the most, I hope I'm impossible to find, Please don't try to find. And I wrote my name in italics, In your voice, in your very memory. So when it's gone, When it's a ghost, My eyes will still haunt you the most, The voice inside of you will be me, That voice is me. These are the tears that I have lied for This is the moment I have cried for, And this is the second time I've died for, For you.

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