If i try
will you cry?
even if it hurts to see me lying in the floor
seeing the other world too far
so if it's real i'll be your magic
and in the end i'll be tragic
so if its the ending of my story
i'll be near saying sorry
i wanna see the world in a different angle
and i hope i dont struggle
since i've wished this moment
to come true
and in exchange it'll be my permanent
everlasting punishment
since living is just a temporary pain
also everything just seems empty
but i'll be happily,
to die for you
whether i end up in hell
or in a lost world that ive reaching too far
in my times of needs
and not of wants
so when i end up nowhere
i'll promise to my grave
that i'll find you
where ever you will be
i'll find you
so this is not the goodbye
i still have to sing you a lullaby
so if it takes millions to wait
i'll come back and find you
and now i enjoy slitting my wrist until
all my blood is gone
and that my heart is the only thing left
YOU ARE READING
deadly flower
Poetrya wild pieces of thought will run through a thousands of questions no answers but a clever way of understanding -poetry
