deepundergroundpoetry.com
My Deathbed
I hate the thought of laying in my deathbed, In an empty house
I hate the thought of being without a warm heart against mine
I want to be with you till the end, I want you beside me in the end
I want to say you’re the one, I want to say what you want to hear
You play these games, You scream these names
You say my writing is a shame, You ignite my flame
It sounds so cute, The way you lie to cause a dispute
You pollute my lungs, You silence me with your tongue
I salute you, I envy you, I love you, I hate you
Cover me with your hands, While your mouth seeks others
I trust you, I hold you, I miss you, I feel you
Control my wild actions, While your body bends with the wind
I hate the thought of being without a warm heart against mine
I want to be with you till the end, I want you beside me in the end
I want to say you’re the one, I want to say what you want to hear
You play these games, You scream these names
You say my writing is a shame, You ignite my flame
It sounds so cute, The way you lie to cause a dispute
You pollute my lungs, You silence me with your tongue
I salute you, I envy you, I love you, I hate you
Cover me with your hands, While your mouth seeks others
I trust you, I hold you, I miss you, I feel you
Control my wild actions, While your body bends with the wind
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 676
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.